Murray’s is an original Irish pub that was established in a house. It older than the hills and still retains its old world charm that I have not found anywhere…..
Old Mrs. Murry ran it for decades and young Mrs. Murry helped out. When old Mrs. Murry passed young Mrs. Murry took over and at some point her niece started helping out. About six years ago young Mrs. Murry died and the niece is now serving.
Finding this place is half the adventure as it’s in the middle of no where. Find it if you can and enjoy the best pint of Guinness in the world.
The gang on arrival. Mick, Steve, Steveo, Fiona, Anthony and as we say around here….meself.
This one is an inside joke!
This was the leaving shot.