Playing the bones can be a ghostly thing!

Francis & Brendan blend strings and skin.

3 flute players making music (and Michael a flute maker).

Eibhlis giving in utterly to flute temptation some time around midnight on the Saturday, having lasted all of Friday night jittery and even jealous, and only indulging in a spot of whistle playing earlier on Saturday afternoon across in Tuttys, but just cracking here. Exceptional circumstances this weekend, though.

Didn’t have the big camera with me when I popped over in the early evening on Satuday, but caught this moment with the mobile – not just Eibhlis, but Eric getting some strumming in between admininstrative duties.