Youghal: donkey races and rabbit holes

Had a sleep in and woke at 8am to rain.  Not the periodic, it'll pass in a minute or 10, rain. The flat grey sky set in for the day, rain.
I'm totally sick of sitting in the car all day and the others seem to be the same as no one is gearing up to do anything. Two have gone back to bed with books; one is snoring loudly on the sofa & 2 of us are working on laptops.
At about 1pm we ventured out into the rain for lunch & then went walk about. In a very short time we were dripping wet. I popped into Treacy's pub to change my lens out of the rain. Two auld fellas were keen to chat and while I was having a natter the girls came in the back door and insisted I have a look. It was like going down a rabbit hole: the front of the pub had a 70s diner style going on, but through a door there was an amazing transformation into old style Irish pub with low ceilings, dark wood panelling and fireplace.
We went back to the house for a bit of a dry out and at 6.30 went out again. There was a charity donkey race being held in the main street at 7pm despite the unrelenting rain all day. It was hilarious watching professional jockeys wrangling poor little donkeys.  We saw a couple of races and then ducked into the Imperial for dinner. It's an absolute joy to enter one of these old style pubs and discover a fabulous meal and this was no exception.  We then repaired to the back bar (The Nook) of Treacy's for a "roadie".   The place was jumping and it was so nice to sit by the fire and soak up the atmosphere and listen to the music.  
Several rounds of Baileys later we headed home.