The house is a peaceful, secluded and comfortable family home with spectacular views over the bay, distant cliffs and vast sandy beaches only a 10 minute walk away. The house sleeps 9 easily and 11 using folding and sofa beds.
It is very comfortable, but may be unsuited to anyone who does not appreciate old things or those who have difficulties with stairs as a flight of steps leads up to the road.
The main bedroom has an en-suite bathroom and a stunning view of the sea from the double bed.
Two single bedrooms (one quite small) share a bathroom. Upstairs rooms open off a central dining room.
The sitting room has an open fire and shares the same views as the main bedroom.
The kitchen has two outside doors which open on to different sides of the garden.
Stairs lead down from a hall by the front door to what could be a separate flat, comprising double bedroom, single bedroom, kitchen, bathroom and large bed sitting room with another open fireplace. A small conservatory opens into a large garden.
There is a sizeable sheltered courtyard where we eat at every opportunity and a terrace overlooking the sea to distant cliffs and hills. The garden and courtyard also have spectacular views.
Some domestic help and babysitting may be available.
The house has roadside parking, and there are local food shops, restaurants and pubs in the local village within a 5 - 10 minute walk.
Pets are welcome during private lettings !
Summary of accommodation
6 bedrooms (3 double, 3 single) 1 folding bed, 1 cot, 1 sofa bed
3 bathrooms (1 en-suite, 1 with shower) 3 Toilets
Heating: oil and electric /2 open fires /2 electric cookers and oil fired Stanley for cooking, heating water and central heating. Also immersion heaters for water
Telephone for incoming and outgoing calls
Kitchen upstairs / Kitchenette downstairs /Fridge freezer and larder fridge /
Washing machine and dryer
When you lift the gate and walk down the steps into Molly Keane’s house in Ardmore you know you are coming down into a creative lair, into an eagle’s nest, into a writer’s heaven. I descend into a pillow of voices, an atmosphere that is thick with the scent of white roses, with the memories of some of the loveliest days of my youth. There is old Brigadier FitzGerald before me, happy to have another lost novel of Molly’s in his hand, impatient for Molly’s signature, impatient to get down to a right good gossip about the residents of the Blackwater valley; there is Hurd Hatfield, always hovering, ready to be charming or morose (depending upon whether a visitor remembers who he is), there is Hero, yapping, sniffling in Molly’s arms. But when you enter this house it is not just the place of personal memory: it is the house as a writer’s working space, the house as workshop where the work gets done. Here is a place to come to in County Waterford if you want to attend to the writer’s task. There is light for reading, spectacular light off the sea, but there are corners for hiding in, corners of memory where the ectoplasm of a poem or a story might grow into life. This house in Ardmore will always have a special place in my heart; an ambitious place, a place where to walk down the steps is to re-emerge into a clearing in the forest of mere general ideas, to reach an atmosphere where the task of writing becomes the great task of one’s life. ‘Writing is sheer hell,’ Molly agreed with my wife Catherine one afternoon long ago, ‘but it has to be done.’ There are few writers who carried the task of writing with such grace and determination as Molly Keane. She is a beacon and exemplar to all of us who wish to complete that one thing we were born to do: to write, for ourselves if not for others. When I walk through this house now, remembering the voices, remembering her voice most especially, I am full of the hope that a day set aside for writing brings. You will feel it all too: the tack-room, the yard, the cut flowers, the waiting pen and paper.