Fluff

I sat in Barnageeragh tonight as it's rather special...The sea in front with the nearest lights being Holyhead in Wales, a fair old walk....if you could walk on water. Behind me is the 300 acre Ardgillan Demesne, a wooded parkland devoid of people at night. Best of all there is little or no raido signal and the phone signal is intermittent...so a good place to reflect. A coastal rail track ensures no ribbon developments.

The hourly trains remind me of bustling towns north and south and are a gentle nudge to keep track of my thoughts, I thought my wife's anniversary was tomorrow but it didn't sit right as I planned my day...... until it eventually dawned on me it's the sixth. So tomorrow I'll plan for her anniversary. Sunflowers are tough to come by this time of year but I'm sure she didn't pick September to be awkward!!!

The skies seaward were a misty, sparkling gossamer veil but behind me star studded skies of fluffy cloud promised a future worth pursuing .....just saying

Another song by Ewan McColl... Dirty Old Town