Hi guys this weekend Mr P and I had the wonderful privilege of spending time with my daughter and son in law. We arrived Friday night. Saturday up early to attend Banbridge Buskfest. Here is my son in law and his friend eagerly walking ahead of us to get to their given spot. The friend actually got up really early to register (he's a baker - so used to waking early!).
We had literally just arrived and they were getting their guitars out when the judges arrived. It was a bit of a shame as they hadn't had the opportunity to warm up and my daughter had not started singing yet. But they played fabulously. Sadly they did not win but they went more for the fun.
Mr P and I wandered the streets to see the other performers. It was great to see so many youngsters taking part.
Oh these two boys bought back memories of my youngest son when he first got his set of drums. They were at that stage of banging as loud as they could! It attracted a lot of young girls!
Sadly directly opposite the lads were these choral singers! How they ever sang against the incessant loud drum beat is beyond me - but sing they did.
Then we came across this lad who had the most amazing voice and could play the guitar equally as well. He sounded amazing and we were not surprised to hear that he won one of the categories.
There were so many types of music and various instruments. It was lovely to hear these two instrumentalists. I love seeing a harp.
These two guys were opposite my family, they too were very talented, shame about the cigarette - didn't have any work leaflets with me!
I loved the way that people were so flexible were they performed.
My daughter grabbed me to sing one song with the group which was fun. Then it was back for a yummy barbecue.
Followed by a lovely relaxing stint in the hot tub. Note the slug climbing the wall! We spent ages watching where it was heading! Fearful that it might do a backwards somersault into the hot tub!
Let me show you a little of my daughter's home. It was great to see this quilt hanging as it was one I made for her.
Love this idea of using a picture frame to hang photographs!
And some more wool!
I think it would be unfair to reveal all her stashes but other than to say I've trained her well!
Such a neat idea to display your scarves.
Why am I showing you this picture well- it's the buntings. These buntings have come from the wedding of my youngest son. I have some of these buntings in my bedroom and on my bike. I know my other daughter has some of these buntings on display in her home! Soooo sweet to have these small reminders of such a lovely, special occasion.
Never tried a hammock but I bet it's a great way to relax after a hard day with a book and a snooze!
Sunday was my daughter's birthday and she had bought one of those cereal selection boxes - a reminder of special times as a child. But think the quantity of cereal in the boxes has rather depleted. Think even her baby nephew would be unhappy with the quantity!..
After present opening we then headed off to St George's Market in Belfast. I believe everyday has a slightly different theme. Sundays is crafts, live music and food already prepared to eat.
Then my daughter is not one for wasting time and we then left Belfast to head for Mount Stewart. But here are a few pictures I took on the drive.
There were lots of lovely murals, sadly could only take a few when we were stationary at traffic lights!
The flags are up for the marching season.
Then views of lovely Strangford Lough.
Finally we reach Mount Stewart. Lots of people flocking in as there was jazz music playing in the grounds.
Such a lovely atmosphere. After lunch we then went for a walk around the gardens.
Then all too soon it was time to leave Mount Stewart, head back to the home for a last quick session in the wonderful hot tub and back to the airport. We don't do goodbyes! :( But hopefully my daughter will be coming to the mainland in August for the Festival of Quilts, at the NEC, Birmingham. Hope you have enjoyed my whistle stop tour of Northern Ireland. Have a good week, speak to you all next week. Bye.
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