Soon we were supping finest porter in the good traditional hotel bar, and after a couple of rounds, made the arduous 70 yard journey to a tavern with a dart-board, where we engaged with the locals in excellent banter and in what turned out to be hours of challenge matches. Clearly exhausted from the previous night's athletic TNDC pursuits, I played appallingly in general, whilst English was on top form. Many porters later, we adjoined to Flames, Cahir's finest purveyor of greased fried foodstuffs, before retreating to the hotel to take advantage of its fine residential bar facilities.

The stately Cahir House Hotel in th eheart of Cahir Square
Contentment : 14 / 25
Excitement : 3.5 / 10
Memorability : 4 / 15
Overall Score : 43% (33rd out of 126)
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