I missed my connecting flight from
Once I touched down in North Ireland, I caught a bus from
Friday included a trip up to Malin Head – the very northern tip of
Due to the fact that my I arrived a day late, I missed my first “gig” which was to be a semi-traditional Irish Session with the Henry Girls. Fortunately we got to join in on a session on Friday night at a different venue - McGrory’s in Culdaff. We sat in with lovely, seasoned players who invited us to share our tunes.
Saturday was so warm and sunny that my afternoon café gig at Café Donagh – owned by two other Henry Girl sisters – Anita and Maureen, turned into more of a mellow living room concert for the family. People were out at the beach enjoying the weather. But the small crowd of people at the café enjoyed the entertainment, and it was also Kathleen’s Birthday – the mother of all the Henry Girls.
That evening, Lorna and I swapped tunes on the beach while sitting on a grassy sand-dune. And then I met Jennifer Kimball and Ry Cavanaugh, two Americans who had been living in
Sunday night was the last official gig I had in
My last day in
And now I’m off to