These used to be something we had all the time, and we haven't had one for ages! Let's give it a try again.
For those who have never come across this unique artform
I will explain. It's simple, I will post the introduction to a story, then someone can follow on with an entry, then someone else. Take it in whatever way you like - that's where the craic is!
So, let me see if I can still do this...
The sun was burning the mist off the hill of Tara, so that the moon was just faintly visible. As the view cleared, they came into view. They were something of a motley crew, all sizes and shapes and accents.
One of the group was sat on the wet grass with her chin on her knees, which were covered with a skirt about the colour of the rising sun. Around her shoulders was a black shawl with a pattern of roses on it. She was singing quietly
"I hear the sound..."
"G! Can't you at least start from the beginning?"
Off you go!
