There's no better way to pass the time than to spend an evening with good friends, drawn together for the sheer enjoyment of, 'the seisiun'.

Jig's, reel's, hornpipes, airs, polka's and waltz's are battered out until the wee small hours of the morning.

We come from various places and backgrounds, drawn to a tradition which is enjoyed all over the World.

Playing typical instruments, Flute's, Fiddle's, Banjo's accordion's, Banjo-Mandelin, Uilleann-Pipes and Bodhran, creating a sound, that, once heard, you would never forget.

Anywhere between 5 and 20 musicians, from all ages, from near and far, bring a wide range of styles, techniques and skills, all contributing to a great night of music, song and craic.

Long may it last!

 

Lough Neagh!

25 miles long & 12 miles wide.

Freshwater Lough Neagh was formed some time ago by a big fellow, by the name of Finn Mac. Coole. Now Finn, as he was called by his mates, had a bit of a firey temper and one day, probably a Monday, Finn was a bit cheesed off by some body from across the water, so, in a rage, he dug up a big sod of turf and tossed it at England, but it fell short and splashed into the Irish Sea, soaking some nearby fishermen.

The spot where it fell, formed into an Island, better known as the Isle of Mann and the hole it left behind soon filled with water, (it rained a lot in those days too!), to become what is now known as Lough Neagh.