A Saint of a Woman

We took a tour bus arround Belfast today.  The tour guide was a woman named Anne, whose husband plays Guitar (and he too, made one this summer) and also Mandolin and Octave Mandola (octave mandolin in the US) and plays and sings mostly for church.  Obviously, the woman is an absolute saint and a good judge of character.  After numerous requests I did play a couple of tunes on my dark green travel guitar for the tourbus as she held the microphone.  They applauded even if they didn't like the music. Just after getting off the bus we saw a young man wearing an Iowa Sweatshirt.

John (and Nancy)