Mac and George

I met my friend Eoghan Mac for coffee, having not seen him for at least a year or two. He introduced me to his puppy, George, a lively 6-month-old springer. It was great to catch up after so long. We both had a lot of news to share, so we'd had two delicious flat whites outside Italee by the time we made our way home in the sunshine.

Mac and I were in a band called MiR when we were in school. He played guitar and I sang. We had lots of fun playing music together and going on little adventures to gigs outside the city. It's hard to believe that was more than 10 years ago now!