Thanks to the €20 flights on Ryanair and our friend Sally’s hospitality, Ash and I were able to arrange an essentially free working holiday in Ireland and beat the heat that has been plaguing us lately in Turin.
This past weekend, we packed up the car and headed down to Sally’s family’s seaside home on the southern coast in Dunmore East. There was a little bluegrass festival on at the three pubs in town so we took in a couple of bands doing their Irish-tinged takes on Americana, which was a real treat for this Nashville native!
Afterwards, at Power’s Pub, we met a couple of legendary older lads from the nearby town of Tramore. We were treated to what they call over here a “sing-song,” where folks sit in a circle and take turns leading songs for the group (and sometimes the rest of the pub joins in too!).
Here’s a little video I captured of Johnny O’Grady singing us an old song in which the town of Dunmore East is mentioned prominently.
The Irish are world famous for their great sense of humor. Sally had me in stitches yesterday morning when she showed us this video clip of British comedian Miriam Margoyles weighing out the relative value of bad sex versus a good radish during our breakfast (which happened to include some very delicious, fresh radishes straight from the garden!) 😀