Nothing much is happening outtside Moran's of the Weir in Clarinbridge but there's an air of exxpectancy. The little stage festooned with Guinness ads looks no match for the rain that is threatening to fall. The odd drinker wanders, pint in hand, out of Moran's to watch Festival Commmittee members anxiously walk to and fro. The action is still in the dark, crowded interior of the pub. By Eamonn O'Dwyer