when all you've got is your camera phone. Sorry for the poor quality.
We met this lad on our way back from the airport on Saturday evening. Mom decided she'd call up to her brother's house to see the relatives and try to fight her jet-lag. Just as we were coming down to the house your man was coming up the hill, out for an evening jaunt. 'Course this being the village, Mam knew him well – and we're related, distantly.
Busy with more visting yesterday. Though with the hurling semi-finals lots of folks were not available.