Add in a packed parish hall, more tin whistling, impressive dancing and Little Miss Pink For Now putting her wee head in her hands and you’ve got pretty much the full story, right there.
What was wrong with Little Miss Pink For Now? Was she overwhemed by the noise, the face painting, the weirdness of it all? No, never worry. My niece is hardier than that.
She was trying to get a little tinfoil shamrock to stick to her forehead.