The Market Place Theatre in Armagh was our base for the summer school.
Full size theatre, studio theatre, coffee, bar food, classrooms.
In a period of warm, dry weather, however, a key feature was the outside. 17 broad steps.
Supermarket sandwiches owners mingled with beneficiaries of cooked lunches.
Early morning take away coffee in the sun, right at the heart of all that was going on. Post evening event stronger drinks, with an almost continental vibe.
Concrete that was more than a route to climb to enlightenment. Wide, welcoming open space, designed for mingling, learning and sharing.
A summer school in Ireland that benefitted from the sun? A remarkable week.
I was bundled up. Scarf, wellies, coat with all the pockets. Plastic bags, handgel, earphones (Bombay Bicycle Club).
Off we set. The previous night, Spurs Fan had only been out in the rain about 6 minutes before Jake decided enough was enough. We had a lot of walking to do to make up. Across the grass, along the paths, under the bush, across the bridge. Riverside. Boat clubs, bars, trees, dogs.
Our destination was only the start of the towpath. We will be exploring much more another time. It was sufficient to get that far, and have a wee sit down in the sun before heading home for breakfast. And sleeping.
Lo! It came to pass.
On the first morning the McSpecs got out of bed and looked at the rain. They wrapped up well and went exploring. That afternoon, it dried and brightened. There was a beach to be visited, paddling to do and castles to be built.
On the second morning the McSpecs got out of bed and looked at the sun. Surely some mistake? The sun was still out by the time Speccy had downed several cups of coffee. “Out, out, out! Wetsuits on. Grab the warm things. Where are the towels? Out! Put the blue flashing light on the car and get to the beach! Warm things, people, warm things! Don’t let the sun know we’re on our way, sssh.”
The beach was reached in good time. There was boogie boarding and bobbing along on the crest of a wave and much splashing. Eventually there was drying and warm things to change into. Except, well, it was too warm for the warm things. It was, in fact, hot.
Lashing of sun cream and ice cream. Creative castles. The coolest cafe. The sun stayed out.
We were on the beach the day the sun came out. Who’d have thunk?
Well, how amazing was that? Super Saturday indeed.
A day to be remembered. One for the annals.
A photofinish in the women’s triathlon. (1.5k swim, 43k cycle, 10k run- and still needing to have enough in the legs and the heart to manage a sprint finish. Astonishing.)
More world records in the cycling.
Then there was Oscar. Then there was Michael. (We are not worthy). And amazing athletics. (Long jump guy caused a tear.)
More exciting than all that…
Yes, the deckchair came out. I was able to put on sunscreen and sunglasses, and sit out for longer than 2 minutes.
Just after I took this pic I had to put on a fleecy hoody, but I stayed out. I’m sure I should get a medal for that.