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Ethel & Ernest

I love the work of Raymond Briggs!  So it is with great joy and glee to read on the Ethel & Ernest blog that there is a trailer for the up and coming film by Lupus films.  October 28th is now in the diary and I can’t wait!!!!

 

(Trailer via Flickeringmyth)

Posted in Childhood Memories, Family, Films, YouTube

The Tooth Fairy has been busy

My niece has lost a tooth, this means a visit from the Tooth fairy

Posted in Bloggage, Celebration, Childhood Memories, Family, Life, Not Taken By Me

A Day Trip

Whenever we go to Waterford it’s always to visit family, never really to visit the place.  So yesterday that’s what we did.

On International Women’s Day, March 8th, I spotted a post within a group on Facebook that said:

“International Women’s Day exhibition at City Library, Lady lane. Opening today featuring unveiling of Blue Plaque to Rosamond Jacob, Tapestry by Waterford Women’s Centre and profiles of more than 120 forgotten Waterford Women”

Lady Lane Library Exhibition
Lady Lane Library Exhibition via Waterford History Group (closed) Facebook

Now, I had recently been reading about Rosamond Jacob, an Irish Suffragist, a Republican and an activist to her last day – she had been born in Waterford in 1888 and moved to Dublin in 1920  (She was also a Diarist – a wonderful insight to history) So the above post definitely tickled my fancy!

Saturday dawned and off we went via Bus & Luas to Heuston Station and off on the train we went to Waterford.

Dublin to the Deise

 

When we arrived down the library was closing for lunch so we went off to the Medieval Museum and then to the Bishop’s Palace  Wow!  It’s amazing that when you think you know something, even just a bit of something, then all of a sudden you realise you don’t even know the half of it.  Sometimes the realisation that there is some much more out there – it really is a mind blower!

After wandering around those two museums and realising we’re really going to have to make more time for them, we headed back to the library.  As we were wandering slowly along the ladies, himself called me to a particular sheet:

The Keatings of Comeragh
The Keatings of Comeragh

I couldn’t believe my eyes!  Their brother William was my great-grandfather.  Yes we know their story but to see if acknowledge,d here in a library, by others, well, it’s heart-lifting!  These stories get lost as generations come and go – even within families – so it was truly wonderful to see them here.  It has also given me that little bit more impetuous to get the stories before they (the stories) are gone.

So yes – this was definitely a day that has made me smile (even if we didn’t get to the blue plaque)

Waterford County Museum: http://www.waterfordmuseum.ie/exhibit/web
Waterford Library: http://www.waterfordcountylibrary.ie
Glimpse app: https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/glimpse-capture-video-moments/id969793701?mt=8
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David Bowie, RIP

This is another post that isn’t going to make me smile.

This morning the alarm went off – I looked up the weather on my phone and then decided to have a sneaky look at Facebook.  The first post was by the Radio Times with a picture of David Bowie.  The internet has been full of David Bowie the whole weekend – it was his 69th birthday and he had released a new album.  Hang on!  this isn’t about his album – it says he’s dead!  This has to be a hoax – surely- no it’s the Radio Times it must be true – how can it be true?

Pádraig!!!  Quick! David Bowie!!  (the rule in our house is we can wake each other if somebody dies)  what?  DAVID BOWIE – quick turn on the telly.

The telly wouldn’t work so we ran to the living room.

Himself watched it a bit and then headed back to bed saying he still can’t take it in.

I’ve sat on the sofa weeping every once in a while – I don’t know if it’s for me, for him, for his family, for the music, for my youth?

My youth has him linked to Kenny Everett – it’s a strange world.

I know it’s a real, but the body of work makes it a lie.

The Brilliant Bowie – gone but not really.

Posted in Bloggage, Childhood Memories, Christmas, Life, Seasons, Snow, Weather

The Big Snow

Here in Ireland we get two types of weather – warm rain and cold rain – ok that’s an exaggeration but sometimes I don’t think that it’s by much.  I have to admit I don’t mind the rain and given a choice I’d pick cold rain.  However, the weather episode of choice for me is Snow!  probably because we don’t get it that often and so it holds its magic.  I have a feeling if it arrived every year it would turn tiresome and mundane, but it doesn’t, so it isn’t 🙂

This year I turned 40, yes I know I don’t look a day over 21 but there you have it!  There is one snow event that it still referred to in hushed tones of awe – The Big Snow of ’82.  I was 6 and a half (always important at that age!) and we had only lived in Dublin 2yrs.  As Dylan Thomas said “I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve, or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six”, all I can remember is that it seemed to go on forever.

One of the things that stuck in my memory from that time is Soft Cell and Marc Almonds trousers when he was on Top of the Pops singing “Tainted Love” – he looked like he was wearing black sacks ( I was 6!).

When the snow came people did put black sacks into their wellies and up their legs to keep their trousers dry.  Or at least I think that was it – I don’t think we were that trendy in Portmarnock to have those kind of baggy trousers, and if we were you certainly wouldn’t have worn them with wellies!

So what is it that has brought about this bout of nostalgia?  Well it’s that time of year again when the papers and websites start to predict snow – the coldest winter in 50 years, since records began, EVER!!!!  Happily they are simply reprinting the same stories as last year and simply updating the numbers.  In one such story I saw a link to a home video from 1982!  Yes, Virginia, A home video – smart phones? – ha! this was the hi-tech end of the analogue age (more nostalgia?)  So it’s not as crisp and it doesn’t have volume, for some I suppose the snow isn’t even that high, but for me it was a wonderful time – no responsibilities, no school, randomly no electricity but we had snow and enough of it to make snowmen!

Enjoy!

(And another with more colour and a bit of chat)

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Not My Father’s Son

This is the autobiography of Alan Cumming.  It was read by himself on BBC radio 4 recently as the book at bedtime.  For me it was a little bit past my bedtime so I got the audiobook from the library.

Can I just say WOW!

I remember watching his episode of “Who Do You Think You Are?” and thinking that’s tragic but isn’t it lovely that his grandfather was held in such high esteem…
Nobody would have guessed the turmoil he was going through while the filming of that episode.  That episode is used as the framework for the book – for him to tell us who he is – where he came from.  On twitter I said it swung from harrowing to happy – reading it, it interchanges between the Then of childhood to the Now of filming the programme.

Speaking of remembering seeing Alan on television – I saw him on The Late Late Show (RTÉ) talking about his relationship with his dad and I don’t think it’s too much of a spoiler to say it wasn’t a happy go lucky childhood.  However listening to his lilting accent, his voice somehow protects us from his words.  You really are routing for the “Then” & “Now” Alan to come through, despite the fact that you kind of know that he has, you are so wrapped up in the story.

This story is very redemptive – by the end of it I would have loved to say to Mary Darling (his Mam) – you did a great job!  to Grant – please keep looking after him, he’s mad about you.  To Alan, Thank You!  Thank you for The HighLife, the photos, and your honesty.

If you don’t read (auto)biographies then listen to this one!

Posted in Childhood Memories, Family, Notions, Rain, Seasons, Weather

Weather Forecasts

Have you ever met Mr. Fog patches?
No?

I don’t know why but listening to the weather forecasts, on the radio, going into town in the car with my dad this phrasing always entertained me no end.
It still does to this day. I find myself listening out for Mist or Fog Patches and in my head it automatically translates into Mr Fog Patches along with a childish clapping of hands – this too is in my head.

So next time you hear it, say hello to Mr Fog Patches!

Posted in Childhood Memories, Christmas, Cooking, Films, Food, Holidays, Life, Television

Heston Blementhal’s Perfect Christmas

I’m not treading a fine line on is it too early to mention Christmas?  For me it’s never too early 🙂

I saw this a few years ago and there was another one made subsequently but for me this is the one to watch – it’s pure magic!

Heston’s Perfect Christmas

I’ve been trying to embed it but am not having any luck so please click the link and start to feel the spirit of Christmas even if you don’t tell anybody 😉

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Christmas Music – Stop The Cavalry

Ok I’ve tried to hold off from being Christmassy but I can’t do it any longer – if I do I think I’ll burst!

Today in work we were talking about Christmas Films – I’ll keep that for another post ’cause Christmas really does make me smile so there’s LOADS to say about it.  Anyway back to office chat – the Muppets Christmas Carol was mentioned and after that the songs wouldn’t go away – can you hear it?  Does it feel like Christmas?

So I’m now at home playing with iTunes and I have my christmas music split into two – carols (church type music) and songs (chart type).  What I love about music is that there’s nearly always a story behind why you like songs – whether it’s because of a person, an event or a place – well for me the first christmas song that I want to post about is Jona Lewie – “Stop The Cavalry”  I can’t hear that song without thinking of Dad.  Specifically we’re in the car down at the traffic lights in Portmarnock village, we’re waiting for the lights to change, the song is after coming on the radio and he turns it up and we’re singing – Daddy has the same kind of singing voice as Jona Lewie and can hit the deeper notes – me?  I couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket but that has never stopped me trying 🙂

Now press play and sing “duba-duba-dumdum duba-duba-dum wish I was at home…”

 

I know it’s mad but in my head I’m still singing it with Dad 😀

Hopefully this will be the first of many posts about all of the glorious things I love about Christmas