GUESTS AT THE BEEHIVE SESSION (or – How’s That For Service?)
Submitted by Bilbo July 4 2013
At 4.27pm on Sunday 30th June I decided to check the details of the session at the ‘Beehive’ I was about to go to, (the first one there in ages), on the computer. Having done so, I thought I should have a quick look at the Folk Club email address to ensure there was nothing urgent there to deal with.
Lo and behold I spied there … an email only 22 minutes old, from one … Martina Quinn (& hubby Michael) from County Tyrone in Ireland. They had just recently arrived in town to visit her Aunt Mary & Uncle Bob (Schumaker) in Mount Hutton, (having initially gone from Ireland to Perth to visit a son, travelled on to Melbourne and then to Newcastle).
On arrival at her Aunts she went on-line, found our Folk Club website and sent a contact email stating that she had … ‘just arrived, was only in town until Wednesday, had her button accordion with her and was there any music sessions happening around town that she might be able to get to before she leaves.’ A contact phone number was provided.
Well there I was, about to go to Mount Hutton to pick up a friend who just happened to live one street up from Martina’s Aunt. So I phone up and within the hour I had picked them all up (with Aunt and Uncle following behind in their car), stopped in at a bottle shop and arrived at the Beehive where the [requested] music session was taking place. Now that’s what I call service!
Newcastle folks’ reputation for friendliness shone through, our guests all had a great time and we certainly enjoyed their company. Martina’s skill and repertoire on the button accordion was excellent, the music and the ‘craic’ flowed freely and enduring friendships were made. Photos were taken, contact details swapped, everyone got an invite to visit them if we are ever in Ireland and they promised to visit us again next time they get over here. It was a great night.
Our thanks go out to Neville for hosting ‘another’ session at his place and also to all those who organised the session, brought food and participated so readily. (We know who you are … so look out … we will be expecting more from you now!) The ‘piñata’ was a bonus bit of fun … thanks Jane!
Just to top it off, the night before Martina and Michael were due to leave, I went to visit them at Aunt Mary’s place for a few drinks. We sang Irish songs all evening (including some of the old ‘rebel’ songs which were well received by Bob), until my sore throat made me quit. I even sang some Irish songs they hadn’t heard themselves, which was a surprise!
It also turned out that Uncle Bob knew (of) my late father and his family as well as many other people I knew from the distant past. We talked at length about the history of the City Road area and others, that we were both familiar with. It turned out that he had also lived in some of those areas and knew people and places I knew of as a child. Six degrees of separation or what?!!!