Irish Wabi Sabi

Here's a strange thing. I watched that show about wabi sabi and afterwards I went onto Ryan Air's website to see how much flights to Ireland would be and ordered a book by Roddy Doyle on Amazon.
What was it about wabi sabi that gave me an urge to be in Ireland or to think about Ireland?
I suppose Roddy Doyle is the master of capturing something wonderful in the lives of working class Irish people without falling into Dickensian sentimentality.
It also sort of makes sense in the way that I feel a lot closer to my Irish family than my English family, even though I don't see them often.
None of this really explains what made me suddenly associate wabi sabi with Ireland. I know that something strange happened when the Football World Cup was held in Japan. I was in Ireland at the time so obviously the event was covered from an Irish point of view and it was very interesting to see how well the Irish and the Japanese got on. The uber-polite formality of the Japanese initially seemed at odds with the ramshackle warmth of the Irish. However, a love of simple innocent pleasures like singing songs, dancing and drinking in good company is shared by both peoples and meant that they got on swimmingly. My uncle told me some great stories that he'd heard on the TV - he said that a load of Irish had gone into a bar full of uptight Japanese businessmen and by the end of the night one of the businessmen had got up on a table and sung 'Molly Malone' in perfect English. There was also an incident of a group of Ireland supporters going into a seemingly stuffy Japanese restaurant but not being let out of the place until they sung a song for the locals.
I don't know why, but these sorts of stories make me proud to be even half Irish.
Sitting here watching the Commitments, and having read the original Barrytown Trilogy by Roddy Doyle, I realise how wrong Marcel Theroux got it when he saw a rickety little cottage in the countryside to be the epitome of wabi sabi. He would have really benefited from a glimpse at an Irish wabi sabi where you can see beauty in the way people live in tower blocks, having illegitimate babies and running chipper vans. Roddy Doyle saw it. He saw that wabi sabi was about living your life in the best way you can given the circumstances and not worrying about a load of superficial bollocks.
The director of the film The Commitments (can't remember his name), which differs massively from the book, realised it too. He saw the magic in a wonderful moment on stage even if it does go a load of nowhere.
These people saw the beauty of a fleeting moment that would never happen again and the context didn't matter. They knew that it wasn't just some poxy pastoral dream but about togetherness in a great moment that doesn't require a stunning setting or even a spiritual awareness. Really wabi sabi and particularly an Irish wabi sabi is about a simple beautiful passing moment regardless of context or what circumstances created that moment.
As I always say we skipped the light fandango, turned cartwheels across the floor, I was feeling kinda sea sick, but the crowd called out for more
That's very profound Jimmy, what does it mean
I'm fucked if I know, Terry.