Well, what an amazing night tonight. Thank you, thank you, thank you. We love having Tenx9 as part of Belfast Pride. Make sure to check their website out and join in the rest of their activities this week. We heard stories of bisexual bullocks, reunions with families, first year anniversaries, meringues, flatulence, five year anniversaries, (the flatulence and the meringues were unrelated), unexpected meetings, Schrodinger's cat and under-the-stairs closets. 

Thanks to Clare and Kathleen, Walker, Louise, Emer, Conor, Paul and Susan. 

Tonight we had a lovely night of stories and thanks for the beautifuls at the Black Box in Belfast. They have been our hosts for the past five years. With great thanks to Paul, Maria, Margaret, Paul, Adam and, umm, myself. 

It was wonderful to thank everybody at the Black Box who work so tirelessly to make it the friendliest and best arts venue in Belfast. 

Well, what a night. Co-hosted by the one and only Nuala McMenamin, with merchandise support from Cara Doran and Sarah Williamson (many thanks all) and the much-missed Paul Doran (who'll be back at the next Tenx9).

We heard stories of freezing your ass off in the healing waters of a pilgrimage site; the unexpected fruitfulness of a freezing cold hike in the highlands of Scotland; blood running cold in an accident; non-cold, lukewarm bitter milk with grass that turned out to be the dip, not a drink; frozen ground in a Scottish graveyard that was unyielding to the ritual of burying the ashes of your dear dad; bitterly cold Irish childhoods leading to an adventurous spirit scaling icy mountaintops; reflections on how many things happened in the cold of winter through a rich lifetime; and that old biscuit, the immersion.