Since I live in the States now I certainly do have my very nostalgic moments of home where my mind takes me back to “The Grove” – The groovy grove as we called it back then.  Many a great night was had there listening to the likes of “Dreamer” – “People Stay” – Carry on my wayward son” – “The Jammin”  just to name a few of the oldies. 

We had many a great night fooling around in the grove.   I remember sitting in the hallway watching the talent as we would call it.  We would head into the Flowing Tide first for our vodka and lime – yuck what the hell were we thinking.  Then onto the 29A bus and back to the Grove for a night of head swinging and spit swapping!!! Glorious eh!!!

I lived for the summer when we could go 3 nights a week Saturday, Sunday and Wednesday, maximum overload.  I spent some of the best years of my life there.  I was home a few years back and did make a Grove reunion in the Clontarf Rugby Club.  It was amazing to see some of the old faces and the lack of hair… 

It is great to see this website put together in honor of some of the best memories ever.  Thanks Cecil for all the great listening moments you gave to us.

What was the story or myth about vodka & lime?, I now recall drinking it too! shock at the recollection I'd hate even the thoughts of it now!! must have been a reason-funnily enough it was at The Nep too?

Stevie

I don't know Stevie but it's enough to rip your stomach out now eh!  Almost sounds like something you would clean the house with!!!  I remember also taking a bottle of martini out of my house one night and drinking it down the park - puck right!  And another night trying hard to down straight gin!!! We would take a slug and once it would hit the back of your throat you would throw up! What’s the joy in that... that was back in my professional drinking days?  It took some trying but I seem to have got the hang of it...