AMHRÁNAÍOCHT

Pól Ó Muiri reading one of his poems.

Me and Beryl

After the Pól Ó Muirí poetry reading we headed down to Biddy’s Pub. Marcas wanted to go to Roarty’s but Stíofán prevailed – a night of conversation in a quiet atmosphere. When we arrived at Biddy’s there was a roaring turf fire in the grate and two local musicians were setting up. We stayed off in the other room so we could chat. Later, Pól Ó Muirí came in and joined in the conversation. Just about the time a sensible person would have gone home the singing began. Lillis was the fear-an-tí and after singing a few good songs himself (a beautiful version of Meillte Cheann Dubhrain included) he started calling on company to sing. When Lillis calls on you to sing you have no choice. I sang “Thíos i Lár an Ghleanna”. The session broke up around 2 o’clock and I got a ride home from Stíofáin.