St. Patrick's Day, etc.

Despite discovering the night before departure that tickets had accidentally been thrown away and despite three of four Cunninghams requiring stay-in-bed recovery caused by March flu bug the week leading up to the concert, Amanda and James and Tad and I made it to NYC to see The Pogues, setbacks making Reubens at Rein's (I think there's a baby name in the making), lovely Ella Finer's singing of "Fairytale of New York," the instruments and the folks playing the instruments, Shane's 'wings', 'Bloomsday' cheese and market bread, NYC sun and city mucking about and tops of buildings, all the sweeter. More photos here.