miss me pal

Is it wrong that one should  be inspired by alcohol and late nights? Songs run through the heid, thoughts abound. Old friends keep my mind alive. I hope my thoughts  are with them. I miss you Jimmy, but you know  that.

Start Wreck

So, there I was in an episode of S.T.N.G., albeit wearing the wrong colour uniform, the one that says 'this is your one and only episode our kid.'
Anyway, didn't I get chattin' with Jean-Luc himself after the filming and I up and telling him my real full name and he was so taken with it (what with HIS real name being half of my real name and everything) that he insisted, he insisted no less, that we go on the pish for the night and shouldn't we take the McKellen fella with us too him being a gas man for a laugh.
That's all I remember...feckin' alarm clock!

friends

Just home from performing at a club as my duo outfit TAT2. We play quite an eclectic mix, depending on the audience. I like to surprise people by going from say,a ska song into something quite traditional. It gets their attention.
People often ask what I prefer to sing, what my favourite genre is, but to be honest I just love to sing. Tonight I went from pop to country to rock n roll to a blues song I made up on the spot. I love singing, entertaining, seeing folk having a good time. I love to entertain.
I had a guest to the mic tonight, Patrick, celebrating his 86th birthday. He sang two songs and was the highlight of the night. I hope I am still as lively at his age.
Have a grand weekend my friends, I love you all near and far, those of you I meet daily and you friends I have yet to meet. I raise a glass tonight to one and all, but especially to my big brother JB. Slainte a chara agus oiche mhaith.

My Boyfriend

My Ma calls my pal, my drinking buddy, the big 16 stone hairy plumber, 'your boyfriend'!

do re me

I've been singing quite a lot these past few weeks. And getting payed for it.. which is good. It keeps me sane, and pays the bills.
But mostly it keeps me sane.
Mostly.
Goodnight kids, see them folks you love, tell them you love them, hug them, put yer arms around them and hold them tight.
Hold them tight.

:-)

call me

Ma and the paedophile are still friends. He calls her on the phone everyday. Sometimes I am in the room when he calls and I have to excuse myself. She tells me he gives a lot of money to various charities.... blah, blah, blah...

I think she knows now that he was up to 'something' back then, but says that everyone thought he was just being affectionate and loving 'cos he had no kids of his own. He was being more than that to one of her kids. My brother has never admitted this to me but he has told my wife.

Tonight Ma was in one of her moods and told me I never phone her (I don't because I prefer to visit, which I do every other day.) It makes my blood boil when she tells me 'he' calls her everyday and her own son can't do the same. My brother, for his own reasons, doesn't want her to know what happened, and I have to respect that. But I come so close sometimes, times like tonight.

Weekend At Uncle M's

I've been looking after a couple of nephews, aged 5 & 7, and their 12yr old sister for a couple of days. I had forgotten how much energy kids have and how much energy one needs to keep up with them. They were great fun though and I fed them pizza and ice-cream and made them promise not to tell their mammy. Their mammy would certainly not approve. I guess this is all training for being a granda?  ;-)