For my fifth birthday – which was not today or yesterday – I received a video tape labelled Richie Rides Again. On the front of the video box was a cartoon image of a man wearing dungarees and riding a yellow scooter. And on the back was a list of songs that have stuck with me to this very day.

Little did my uncle John know when he bought that tape, that he would instil in his niece a grá for Carlow singer Richie Kavanagh.