Where does the time go?
I am going a tad sentimental (more emphasis on the mental by the way!) I am thinking of all the wonderful times I’ve had in my half century and all the brilliant people who made it possible.
Some of them I haven’t actually met in person. It’s great that technology has given us the power to connect and talk and share when we would never have met up otherwise.
I wish I had held on to the others and hugged them more often. Talk about six degrees of separation! Why is it we let loved ones slip away? … I feel my fingertips touching theirs now as we drift apart. I didn’t realise it at the time that I may never see them again.
I miss my brother. I used to give off to him all the time because big sisters do that and he wrecked the bike my Gran bought Linda and me when we were kids.
He broke his wee self on a motor bike. Or rather the bridge he hit broke him when he came off the motorbike. He was only 43 and a bit. He made six beautiful kids. The youngest is named after him so the line goes on … his legacy. I think he enjoyed life. It certainly looked like it. And if the turnout at his funeral is anything to go by, he made an impression on a great many people. I treasure his memory.
I met Seamus Heaney in Dublin. What a truly lovely gentleman.
I treasure that moment in time too.
I met comedians that made me laugh until my sides were splitting. Tommy Teirnan near killed me in a dive called Behans Bar in the Dublin docklands. Long gone now, replaced with apartments as so many favourite haunts have been.
To be fair it was falling down back in the day but I can’t recall when that was exactly. (That would be due to copious amounts of Jamieson). 1990 something I think! His girlfriend was French and beautiful and invited us to stay on after the gig but Tiger was afraid to risk putting me in danger on the way back to the Gresham Hotel in the middle of the night. There was no need because I can handle myself. I saved the big eejit a few times when we were in our heyday. Another lifetime! Anyway … back to the ranch.
We met Joe Rooney in the Mad Cow Comedy Club and I was privileged to be hackled by him (I was late from the bar and apologised by saying I was a mad cow “udder wise I wouldn’t be here”). You had to be there to appreciate that moment.
We met him again in Murphy’s Laughter Lounge.
Rich Hall nearly made me pee my pants there. He is about my height … 4’11”. Sorry Hon!
Dara Ó Briain was very funny but also a bit of a shite for speaking Gaelic in mixed company … We none Gaelic speakers thought he was taking the piss out of us … which he was!
All in all I have met some fantastic people. I am truly blessed.
Not by a God I can’t possibly believe in when there is so much evidence that he doesn’t exist. No matter how much I am preached at I have yet to accept why poverty, hunger, death and destruction is the work of a benevolent being who is doing this for our own good.
If I were God I would make it right. Or not have allowed it to happen in the first place. If we are made in the image of God then he must be a pretty nasty piece of work. Why make a beautiful world and then sit back and watch it destroyed? It makes no logical sense.
I wonder if that is why we feel so lonely at New Year.
Different year … same shite
We are so afraid that we are going to be sued if we shovel snow off the pavement that only the brave few try to make a difference. We would all despair if we thought that there was nothing better than this grind and that the ones we love the most just moulder when they pass. It is an ever present thought … more poignant at this time of year. In our hearts we believe that we will follow into an abyss and never see them again.
FEAR! It’s always been the human condition. We live in fear and governments and corporations who run the governments through greed and the search for ultimate power keep us living in fear.
We ARE getting smarter and questioning.
I know there are people who hurt us. Steal, kill and maim. But we are the product of the upbringing and the influences we have been subjected to.
Some of it was good. Some of it was bad. Only something phenomenal is going to change us. No harm to us … Mother Nature is starting to kick ass.
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