Green Acres tempting

GREEN Acres is the place to be, land, spreading out so far and wide ... No, while the Green Acres name fits, we’re not in 1960s TV sitcom land’s Hooterville, but in Innishannon, west of Cork city.

No pig called Arnold, no rooster, no Hungarian slapschtick courtesy of Eva Gabor, and no having to make phonecalls up a telegraph pole. Yes, indeed, Green Acres has a lot of name and connotation to live up to.

This Green Acres hasn’t got a salesman named Mr Haney either, but it has got the next best thing: a selling agent called Henry.