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Belfast Ireland - Muff and an Investigation

 We arrived in Ireland the day before yesterday exhausted from travel, plane, airports and then getting to our first night's destination in Belfast.

We had to transfer most of our luggage into one bag and leave the rest with our travel buddy, Gayle so we could guarantee being under the weight restrictions for Ryan Air or the charges are exorbitant.

We made it and when we arrived at our B and B for the evening we knew we have made the right choice.

GWEEBARRA Bed and Breakfast in Holywood is a pure joy for rest and respite. The owner, Tim, is a beautiful soul who has an amazing attention to detail and made sure we had everything we needed for assure comfort.


We met his crazy two year old Labrador Dylan and found out he is also a Medium and so into all the things that we are! A match made in heaven.

We slept from the moment out heads hit those beautiful comfortable pillows.

In the morning our mission was to have breakfast and head to MUFF - our last stop on our Naughty Names Trail.

It was a very long drive from Belfast and we were kind of feeling that we were waiting the day, but we had to complete out planned journey from Shitterton to Muff as promised.

We stopped at the sign welcoming us to the village of MUFF and right next door was an ice cream parlour called NIBBELICIOUS. What you see below is what Anne tried and she guarantees that it was totally delicious from beginning to end.


The next thing was to find a T shirt. We were lucky enough to find a printing shop next to the service station and he grudgingly sold us a few I LOVE MUFF T shirts. 

I got to tell you that he could have asked us for any amount of money and we would have probably obliged but three T shirts for forty pounds was a bit much.

That was it we had enough of MUFF and it was back in the car for the almost two hour drive back.

We then prepared to meet the team of SHADOW HUNTERS Paranormal from Belfast for a night time investigation.



The team at Shadow Hunters run the Ghost Hunting experiences at Crumlin Gaol from October to March and even though they tried to arrange a ghost hunt for us at Crumlin Gaol they could not get permission but w got to meet them at their base camp in an old linen mill in Belfast where they have their own ghosts we could get to know.

So we went over to meet them at about 8.30pm and were introduced to the whole team. Their team is huge (about 20 people) and we fitted in perfectly within minutes. 

They are extremely well organised and meet twice a week to hone their skills and learn to put spit and polish on their techniques and have some fun in their months off from guiding at the Gaol.

The team spread out in the abyss that is the old factory/linen mill.


We had a few experiments set up to take part including the portal, mirror scrying, the Estes experiment, table tipping and planchette scrying.

We had wonderful night learning from each other and sharing a great time.


These guys and gals were so generous and when we come back we will definitely try and catch a tour with them at Crumlin Gaol.

We returned to our bed and breakfast at 1.30 am and fell into bed.

What an awesome night!

Thank you Shadow Hunters!





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