I looked through my brochure and made a mental note .... Oct 28th, Crooked Spire Church, "a sizzling night of driving Irish dance tunes, hot jazz stompers and achingly beautiful Celtic music". I booked at the box office pointed to the page and quickly laid the tickets away in my bag. I looked forward to the evening we dined .... we talked .... I took pics in the churchyard, a beautiful haunting evening close to All Hallows Eve. We entered the church ... led to our seats ... lights were dimmed ... atmosphere and ambiance as anticipated ... and then .... the musicians; violin, flute, harpsichord?!? 'Well it is Irish' I thought, out came the music sheets, Bach's Preludes, Vivaldi's Sonata ?!? The music commenced, I looked at 'my love' he seemed to be in the 'moment', I sat through the first 'movement' thinking 'it's going to get a bit more livel
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