In a muddy, wet, cowpat filled field in Kilnaboy we knew there was no turning back. Sophie walked timidly into that field, looking at her feet, avoiding the puddles and dirt. But going home, with a medal around her neck and 6 different colours of “mud” up her legs, she held her head high and splashed in any puddle she could find. Joy unbridled. Read the Maher’s message here
Finishing Proud and Spending Time With Friends
