Step we gayly on we go ...... bound for Míde's wedding

So we left you all in Lovely Arklow some weeks past. Due to circumstances beyond our control we were forced to temporarily abandon ship there for a few weeks and scuttle down to Dingle for the wedding of our skipper's youngest daughter Míde and Limerick's own Adam.
But not before I penned a wee ditty in honour of our attempts to get there under sail. I'm not allowed to sing it under wife's orders but should you wish to amuse yourselves the chorus goes something along the lines of Lannigan' s ball.

Three men set out from Belfast town
A mate from Skib and one from Tipp
The cap'n born near Sailortown
Goose painted on their trusty ship

For Dingle they did set their sail
Across the treacherous water
To see the lad from Limerick hail
Marry the skipper's daughter

CHORUS
Five long nights in Arklow town
Much longer than we ought'er
Five long nights just messin' around
Dreamin' on the water

The womenfolk had said their byes
And through the night they laboured
Till two leagues South of Dublin's skys
They sought a harbour saviour

'Twas here an extra hand did board
To steer them down past Wicklow
Avoiding all those coffin shores
And end up safe in Arklow

CHORUS

And there they holed up for the week
Avoiding seas too heaving
Ensuring Goose would never leak
When time came for their leaving

Against them went the seas and tides
So hunkered down they stayed there
The waves did crash against her side's
As plans were fast re-made there

CHORUS

SLOW VERSE
Yet here we are in Dingle town
To where we all have tarried
'Spite all that tried to put us down
And these two lovers married

CHORUS