Celtic Thunder

When Irish Eyes Are Smiling, sure 'tis like a morn in spring.

In the lilt of Irish laughter you can hear the angels sing

For the first time in a long time, we took ourselves off to a Friday night concert.  Celtic Thunder - a great male band from Ireland who sing mostly Irish ballads and folk songs with a smattering of jazz and rock.  My favourite song: Walk 500 Miles - I could get up and dance in the aisles - but won't because that would embarrass my husband.

The most notable side of the evening - the audience - which was probably 20 years older than us, on average.  Looking around us there was the blue hair brigade, the retirement home busloads and the granny visit family outing groups.  We made very slow progress from the front foyer, inching forward behind the canes and walkers.  Just wish I could have taken a photo of the walkers and wheelchairs banked up against the wall looking so much like a parking lot.

On the other hand, watching the old folk making painstakingly slow progress down three stairs to their respective seats, holding on for deal life to railings and loved ones, made me think that my own time was coming soon and I had better watch out.

Yes, we should do this again - had a great evening of Irish music, clapping along to the beat and swaying in our seats.