My head was a little bit tender when I woke up this morning and my brain was a little bit fuzzy – a Prosecco-type fuzziness, after an incredibly fun 40th last night. What I really didn’t want to do was get five of us up and dressed and into the car by 10.15am, but I’d promised the kids a trip to Airfield, and backing out wasn’t an option.
We’d been invited on a guided tour of the 38 acre working farm in Dundrum, with promises of animals, flower gardens, vintage cars, a zip wire and coffee. As I hurried the kids into the car, I focused exclusively on the coffee.
Within minutes of our arrival, the six-year-old had declared it to be the “best place in the world” and as we sat on a bench in the sun, eating shortbread cookies and madeleines, and sipping the all important coffee, I had to agree it did feel pretty good.
Fortified with sugar and caffeine, we set off on our tour of Airfield, led by a wonderfully engaging guide called Eoghan who explained everything in great detail, but in a way that kids (and slightly tender adults) could easily follow.
We saw beautiful flower gardens, and lavender and honey bees
We fed chickens, including some who lay blue eggs
And we heard that local DEIS school children come to Airfield to learn about food – they collect eggs from the hen-houses which are then cooked for them for breakfast (tired and emotional adults might have welled up a bit at that little bit of information.)
They saw goats, sheep, cows and pigs, stopping at each turn to hear details and ask and answer questions.
“Why do you think there’s straw here?” asked Eoghan.
“To catch the goats’ wee, because they don’t wear pants!” my usually shy six-year-old answered gleefully.
After our tour, it was time for a barbecue in the fabulously decorated Green Barn
As we rambled around the farm, through woods and past fields, it was hard to believe we were in a built-up area of south county Dublin. We were in true countryside – quiet, green, calming and fresh. Restorative in every sense. We spent five hours in Airfield today, and still didn’t see it all. And we didn’t go into the main house to read more about the history of Letitia and Naomi Overend, the fascinating sisters who owned the farm and put in trust for after their deaths, which is why we can still enjoy it today. But hey, that’s a perfect excuse to go back.
To find out more, click on Airfield.ie
We were guests of Airfield but all opinions are my own