When night started closing in we headed inside for a sing song. Sean has a few guitars so between Dom, Tom, Colin and Sean there was always a tune being strum. Even his little nephew Conner climbed under the kitchen counter with a guitar and started singing away. Sung a few irish songs as well, and even impressed Da McDonnell with my 'extensive' Irish as we had a chat in Irish.
As we got a bit peckish, Tullia and I had to fight for the last of the ribs and when they ran out before we were satisfied, we were promised another future barbque. As the night drew to a close, our voices ragged from singing, we filled up on chili before jumping into a taxi. All around good family night, although it was not my own, I never felt like an outsider.
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