Haha! I don’t know about hardcore! I’m a stubborn git who had youth on his side.
Weirdly, my grandmother broke her left arm about five hundred metres away from me at roughly the same time that day. I can still remember being in the hospital when she was wheeled in. I was FREAKED! We got brought to the main regional hospital in the same ambulance, had our surgeries one after another and were placed on adjoining wards. My Nan was a tough, tough woman and made a full recovery.
Yeah, it’s Old St. Mary’s Church in Clonmel, my hometown. It was built in the 11th century with later additions. The old town walls still run around the boundary and we used to climb those as well as kids.
