Lake Tabourie

Started the day going for a walk along Lake Tabourie where it meets the sea and walked along the shore to the Crampton Island and swam on the quieter part of the beach. The other side is for surfers!

During the day, we just chilled with Mary and Ned… a special moment was listening to music from the CDs that George’s Uncle John (his Mum’s brother, John McPherson who encouraged George’s love of music) had made up and posted to Ned’s father many years ago.

First music CD compiled by John McPherson:

— Precious Memories by Emmylou Harris
— Ireland by Garth Brooks
— After All These Years by Isla Grant
— Give Ireland Back To The Irish by Paul McCartney & Wings
— Ireland's Call by Phil Coulter And His Concert Orchestra
— Bartender's Blues by George Jones
— My Elusive Dreams by Philomena Begley & Ray Lynam
— Till a Tear Becomes a Rose (feat. Mick Flavin) by Philomena Begley
— It's Five O' Clock Somewhere (feat. Jimmy Buffett) by Alan Jackson
— The Angels Cried (with Alison Krauss) by Alan Jackson
— Why Me by Kris Kristofferson
— When I'm Dead Gone by Charlie Landsborough
— A Village in County Tyrone by Philomena Begley
— You're the Reason Our Kids Are Ugly (Single Version) by Loretta Lynn & Conway Twitty
— Kiss My Irish Ass by Frank Mackey and the Keltic Cowboys
— The Twelfth of Never by Charlie Landsborough

Second music CD compiled by John McPherson:

— Sailortown by Anthony Toner
— The Man Comes Around by Johnny Cash
— Sunday Morning Coming Down by Johnny Cash
— The Chicken In Black by Johnny Cash
— Mcalpine's Fusiliers by Pecker Dunne & Margaret Barry
— Titanic beneath the sea (unknown)

As we chatted, Ned would say things like… “Be ‘you’”, “I’m a yesterday man, you be a tomorrow man”, “Lean with the wind”. Some truth in what he said. He’d sometimes use gestures like… his finger across his mouth (to keep quiet) or pretend to stir (knowing what he said was stirring it). And if there was any minor disagreement or passion about something, Mary would come out with “Feel the love” and we’d all laugh.

Ended the day after dinner with a FaceTime with Jennette (one of Mary and Ned’s daughters who had visited us along with Mary in Donegal in July 2016).

Late afternoon we walked to the viewpoint to see if we could walk over to the island but the tide was coming in again.

Jet lag has hit us again so bed early at 8pm.Read more