Irish Examiner carol singing

SINGING FOR (SOMEONE'S) SUPPER

One of the guys decided that it would be a good idea to go singing carols in Cork City centre to try and raise a bit of cash for the homeless, what with it being Christmas and all.

So we had a few practices after work and then hit the town, hoping to make one or two hundred euro, that we could then donate to the poor buggers so they have something nice to snack on while we eat our Christmas pud.

We sang for about two hours and ended up making over 2,300 euro. It takes me a month to make that much cash, we did it in two hours - and we weren't even that good! Actually, a few of the songs we really butchered and one person who walked past one of our collectors stopped and said 'Ay, they aren't bad. There are a few crows in there though...'

This was true.


It was pretty cool actually. Naturally, we went to the pub to celebrate afterwards and downed a few jugs, despite the fact that a few of us still needed to work later that night.

Here's a piccie of us outside the GPO (general post office). The guy in the Santa outfit disguised himself as he was a bit afraid one of his friends would stumble upon us.

One of the ladies, Pet (on the left) brought her little child along. She was a goldmine. This was probably expoitative but then again, the beggars on the streets and outside the churches all have their kids begging with them so hey, if they can, we can too.

Everyone wanted to put money in HER bucket. In the pic on the right below (a newspaper page I created as a bit of fun), you can see why she's so cute.

Another good reason for Cath and I to have kids. The sooner we can put our child outside the house with a bucket, collecting cash, the sooner we can build extensions to the house.

By the way, not that this phases me TOOOOOOOOOOOO much, but for those of you interested - we actually did get into the paper for our singing... If you look at the photo below, you can just make out my right foot in the photo. F£$%^"ing bastards decided not to include me in the pic.
In fairness to them, the photo they went with was the best of those on offer, but still...

Mutter, mutter, mutter ... last time I go carol singing!