Saturday, 28 May 2011

Norwegian Would!

Got to our wedding tonight, more than 60% of our punters were from Norway!

Would they be a strange crowd to please?
Would they get what we do?
Would they have fun?

They weren't strange.
They got us.
They had fun.

Norwegian Would!

La Norvége; Douze Points!

Thursday, 26 May 2011

Very Nice Surprise!

Accidentally discovered today that my kids had bought me an early birthday pressie of two tickets to see the wonderful Imelda May in The Big Top (Limerick's newest music venue) on June 5th!

I have an early gig meself nearby (6pm/8pm). Sorry folks but there will be NO encores from me that evening!

Thank you kiddies!

Monday, 23 May 2011

Friday, 20 May 2011

Ernie. Con Te Partiro.

Ernesto Rocca.

My little Italian friend.
A gentleman of the highest order.
A lovely man, who had a smile so big.
And had a heart that was even bigger.

Addio per ora, il mio caro fratello.
Io saró sempre vedere il tuo sorriso.

When I think of you I will always see that big smile!

Farewell my friend.
Your pain is gone.
I will miss you dearly, as will 'Mamma'!

Tuesday, 17 May 2011

Dear Mrs. Map

'Being yourself', and not allowing oneself to be changed into someone else, by someone else, specifically your significant other, is, according to my significant other, the recipe for a true, happy and long relationship.

Thank you Mrs. Map for not only allowing me to be myself, but for actively encouraging it and downright insisting on it!

Where (who) would I be without you? :¬)

xxx

Friday, 13 May 2011

Coats On Many Brothers

The big double bed seemed enormous to us, even though there were four of us in it. Two at the head, two at the foot. Ma would plug in the iron and when it was hot enough she would take it upstairs and run it over the sheets before we got in. Heaven!

On colder nights the Da's overcoats were our extra blankets, and woe but we felt the sudden loss of their warming weight when he took them off the bed to shield himself from the bitter wind and rain before he set off on his long walk to work in the morning!

The warmth of brothers. I can still feel it now. The youngest may be in his mid forties, but my little brother still 'clings' to me at times. And I still try to give him as much 'warmth' as I can.

I remember so well picking him up from junior school on my way home from 'big' school, what was I, 8 or 9? We are often mistaken for each other now, what with the bald heads, and the odd scars! Peas in a pod.

If I could save time in a bottle? I might have seen things, but I was a kid too. Might have worked for Mr. Croce, but time goes on, and we get older, and our baby brothers get older. But they are still our baby brothers. And we still give them warmth. Still watch out for them.

Da's overcoats on our bed.
Ma sitting on the bed, singing us to sleep in that cold bedroom.

Monday, 9 May 2011

London Calling

Just in from the tropics, quick change of jocks & socks, 4 hours sleep and off to London.

Do come up and say hello if you see me.

Back soon.