Your voyage to Rosses Point is complete, you are home at last and there is a half one on the bar and a pint of porter in the tap. Pull up a stool, sit down and join us at our table, and listen to the stories the Captains have to tell:
Old Austie will give you a shout if you are asleep when the pilot boat docks at Memory Harbour to pick you up.
If you don't wake up dream on, after all you are in Tir Na nOg, and you will never grow old. And as the sea salt air dims your senses we will ease you slowly into our village's past, and if you stand a round maybe, even, invite you to become part of our future.