Dancing At Lughnasa - Irish; Audiobooks; Narration.
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When I was 16. I remember slipping out one Sunday night. It was this time of year at the beginning of August and Bernie and I met at the gate of the workhouse and the pair of us off to a dance in straw. I was being pestered by a fellow called Tim Carlin at the time. But it was really Brian mcguinness that I was that I was keen on. Remember Brian with the white hands and the longest eyelashes you ever saw. But of course, he was crazy about Bernie. Anyhow. The two boys took us on the bar of their bikes and off the four of us headed to ardstraw 15 miles each way. If Daddy had known me, he rest in peace. And at the end of the night, there was a competition for the best military to step and it was down to just three couples, the local pair from straw, we timmy and myself. It was up to there on me and Brian and Bernie when they were just so beautiful together, so stylish, you couldn't take your eyes off them. People just stopped dancing and gazed at them and when the judges announced the winners. They were probably blind drunk. Naturally, the local couple came first and Timmy and myself came second as Brian and Bernie came third. Poor Bernie. She was stunned. She couldn't believe it, couldn't talk, wouldn't speak to any of us for the rest of the night. Wouldn't even cycle home with us. She was right to, they should have won. They were just so beautiful together. That's the last time I saw Brian mcguinness. Remember Brian? With the next thing I heard he had left for Australia. She was right to be hungry. Bernie. I know it wasn't fair. It wasn't fair at all. I mean, they must have been blind drunk, those judges, whoever they were.