The Irish are a little more direct with their roadside warnings than we are.
We spent quite a lot of our holiday in Ireland following in the footsteps of Seamus Heaney. The great man’s funeral was held in Dublin whilst we were there, and close to our holiday cottage in County Wicklow is the Devil’s Glen, where Seamus Heaney lived nearby for a while.
We had a choice of walks and chose the red path to the waterfall – the sound of which is the source of the glen’s name as local legend has it that it’s the roar of the Devil himself calling his own.
At one point, the red path crosses that of the yellow, a walk named after Seamus Heaney’s favourite route through the woodland. The red path had sculptures; the yellow had benches carved with snatches of Heaney’s words to whisper on the breeze.