Céid Mile Failte, { One hundred thousand welcomes } Peteen, { Wee Pet } To chordie..
Ain't you a blessed child. A Mam who's sings / Plays / and cooks .. I bet shes a loving Mam also..
Remember this son. If your Mam ever gives you a short rope of trust , use it wisely.. Its a test us Mams give our kids.
The more wisely you use it, the longer the rope gets. In simple terms you get more freedom" Your Mam will explain all to you.
" 2 years ago my niece was married here, her wedding was held in a hotel on a beach.. It was the hottest day. Later in the evening i took a ramble away from the crowd alone as i tend to do, down to the beach.. I heard the sound of a guitar playing.
I followed the sound. There was this young man sitting playing by the light of the moon.. Totally oblivious he was to everything else. The sounds were beautiful with the sea lapping softly in the foreground. After some tunes i clapped quietly.. I gave this young man the fright of his life... Exchanged a few words with him. He told me he gets his best inspiration for playing and lyrics while in this place..
So next time you bring a note book and write down your thoughts while at the beach with your Mam. You just may write your best
work or have the written memories to do so another time.
Have fun.
Old Doll.