Special Guest Blog: Kate McGarrigleNovember 2, 2008
Day 26 - Dublin, Éire
There use to be a song back when I was too young to change the dial on the radio called "throw mama from the train a kiss a kiss"....some sappy song about growing up and leaving home, maybe it was Doris Day, someone like that, can't remember. But as we came into teenagehood, our collective mischievous memory just had it down as "throw mama from the train" and we'd break out laughing every time...over and over...It is fifty years later and i'm on a tourbus with my daughter Martha who has graciously invited me to join her(but not for too long)as she promotes her second CD on the green and pleasant land of England. I joined the band on the rainy grey hills of Edinburgh whence we made our way down from the North, with a swing thru the South and landing in London where she played to a raucous crowd at the Roundhouse and then back on the bus to a quieter time in Liverpool. Currently we are on the greener(but just as pleasant) land of Ireland where two nights ago we witnessed All Hallow's Eve in Belfast(almost Ireland) and caught the pubs tossing the costumed flotsam and jetsom out onto the cold streets - the forty something, tough-looking broad dressed up as a pussycat trying one last time to have one last pull at pulling the geezer who's in a costume of working class finery but he can barely stand up: he's hanging on to the lampost....i didn't wait to see the outcome, had to make the light which is a very important thing in this part of the world where you can easily get killed looking the wrong way when crossing a city street.
Tonight we're in Dublin.
I have many old friends in this fair city and wanted to catch up with them...so with a free ride across the Irish sea on the rock & roll bus I decided to make this my point of exit and...
Tonight is my last night.
So I will catch all the kisses that were warmly thrown, and toss them back with equal love - i'm glad I came...
And now it's time to "Throw mama from the bus".