The Shack Session
There are so few constants in life. The Shack Session has been going strong every week for the last three years, isn’t it good to have something like that?
In any case, it was a small session with just hardy, the sherrif, des, the fingerpicker, myself and a very late pads (where’s me lion bar, eh?) around the table. Funny enough, it still didn’t make for an early evening. We did have some auldy Irish tunes though, despite our modern sensibilities. One courtesy of hardy, thusly, and the other regarding Inishfree from an older fella at the bar.