Lost in Sligo

Veronica and Emilio have been invited to a wedding in Sligo now this is an opportunity I cannot resist; I will explain.  My Uncle Gerard married three Marys and the fist one came from Sligo – I have told Veronica that she smells of Devon Violets which she sprinkled generously on herself and her clothes.
 
Never mind the wedding I told her just look for Mary.