Where the First Annual Convention of Shrones Will Be Held

When enough Shrones have been deemed guess where we'll gather for our first-ever annual convention? I'll give you three guesses and the first two don't count.

Did you say Shrone, Ireland?

I always knew there was a reason I needed to go to Ireland. Pooky always knew there was a reason he needed to get his Irish citizenship.

While searching for more information about Shrone I found this:

The course of the Blackwater Way currently ends above Shrone, at the mysterious stonework site known as The City in the shadow of The Paps.

That names of that "mysterious stonework site" sounds very Shrone if you ask me! I get the feeling that the town of Shrone isn't very big. There is a map of the town circa 1840 for a cool $40.

And at long last we know what a shrone really is! This site says:

Shrone; sron, a nose, a pointed hill.

We are no longer "unknowable" Shrones! We are noses and pointed hills! But wait, there's more! Here is this poem that explains it all:

Legend has it that the Goddess Anu's breasts became the 'Paps of Shrone'
And that through the centuries to peaks they've grown
Till they stood proudly on the higher ground
And grew to be the tallest peaks around.

So now we know what that "mysterious stonework site" is! A pair of Irish breasts indeed! Well, I'm off to kiss a leprechaun (I wish!) and snuggle in because tomorrow I've got that exam.