After a monstrous fry-up, we thanked Brian's cousins and set sail from Edenderry with our heads throbbing. The first port of call on Day 3 was Laois and the small village of Ballylynan. An intriguing spot littered with a couple of bars on either side of its sole street. The sun was splitting the stones as we walked into Fleming's, possibly the smallest bar we'd visited. Friendly folk were to be found along with a recap on how to stuff a horse – call him Beef or Salmon!

After a quick drink, there was a status update from Boris on the long journey that awaited us - we had to hit 10 counties in one day!