There's a band playing Irish folk, there's little girls and boys making up their own stories about cowboys, dragons, astronauts, time travellers, princesses and fairies, there's mom and dad, aunts and uncles, my sister and her significant other, there is dancing and drinking, there is village sized bbq, the sun is setting, the weather is hot but not burning, people talk and people sing. What more could we want?
A quiet corner, a book and a shoulder to cry on spring to mind.
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