Wishing I was in Dublin

It would appear that I saw my first ever concert on this day 39 years ago at the Meadows Festival.

Up almost with the birds this morning, seriously who gets up on a non Work weekend day before 6, with some frenzied cleaning and tidying to be done.

Then swimming, then lunch in the sunshine then gentle chores.

The plan was to go for another ice cream at the seaside but that was curtailed by some welcome rain.

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