One of the things I quite liked was group dinners arranged for us the first night we arrived in a city. The Merry Ploughboys was purported to be the best of supper clubs in Dublin featuring traditional music, owned and operated by 2 of the 4 guys who’d been singing together for 30 years. They let Neil come up and sing Danny Boy and we all joined in.
Dinner was surprisingly good - I had a delicious starter of goat cheese, leg of lamb, and the unusual apple tart for dessert. We stood up and sang The Parting Glass. But I’ll never forget the Irish singer talking about Ukrainian refugees or the look on his face as he sang “A Nation Once Again”
Later, in spite of all the British flags I saw flying in Belfast and Bushmills, it seemed to me a foregone conclusion that the island is a nation of Irish once again.
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