A Little Outing

Yesterday Maura said "Its a nice day, why don't we drive over to Nicky's Plaice, and I'll get some scallops for you. I'll pack a lunch and we can eat up at the lookout on Howth Head." "Sounds good." So off we went.
We had almost reached Howth, about half-an-hour later, when Maura asked "Shall we eat first, or shop for the scallops?" Howth is unique, in this respect, that when you reach Sutton, the only connection of this rocky headland to the mainland, you can drive straight up the cliffs overlooking Dublin Bay, or turn left for a mile or so to the pier. We decided to shop first, which was lucky, because Nicky closes at 1:00 p.m. on Mondays.
Howth village, is essentially a fishing-port, although there is a marina as well, and all along the pier, on the left-hand side, there is a succession of fishmongers, while the fishing boats are moored on the right. Nicky's is our choice, and we bought mussels, plaice for Maura, scallops for me, and crab, for the crabcakes I look forward to for dinner on Sundays.
We drove along by the Marina, where Angus Og probably waited in his boat to rescue Diarmait from the pursuing Finn, before carrying Grania and he to safety at Bruig na Boinne. Up through the twisting streets, past the church and up to Howth Head. It was too cold to sit out, but we sat looking out over Dublin Bay, to Dalkey, Bray Head, and the Wicklow Mountains, before strolling along the cliffs.