Máirtín Stíobhaird Is Ainm Dom

Monday, November 21, 2011

Sunday Night.

Pint?
Ya, why not.
The Locke?
Grand.

Me and herself, quite happy in our own company.
Nice music, guitar and fiddle.
We like.

Looking out the window,
See Sis and Don (her patner) & Caroline (my fave cousin).
They come in.
And the night STARTS!

Had great craic with the band,
Lots of danncing!

'Let's go to The Gate' says sis, so we do.

And the band recognise me, and I end up being the 'Guest Star'!
I did four songs, and a tune on the whistle!
And I loved it!

And a good night was had by all.
A quite unexpected night.
Aren't they always the best?

7 comments:

savannah said...

i think your sunday was way better than mine, sugar! ;) xheers! xoxoxoxo

Macy said...

Like you said, Maps, the unexpected ones are always the best!
Them, and the ones that don't need new clothes...

Pat said...

That's what I call living!

The Unbearable Banishment said...

Yes, sir, unexpected parties are always the best. Wish x 10,000 that I could have been there.

Had to Google "craic." Follow a blog and you'll learn something new.

debra said...

(o)

hope said...

You are FUN people!

BlazngScarlet said...

The unexpected is usually way more exciting, and yours sounds AMAZING!