“I have a total irreverence for anything connected with society except that which makes the roads safer, the beer stronger, the food cheaper and the old men and old women warmer in the winter and happier in the summer.”–Brendan Behan
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Hear! Hear!
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Canadian winters not included see special offer for details.
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We have our own methods of survival. My husband is of Danish descent, so we employ “hygge”. Lots of candles, fire and Akvavit! Skol!
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I lived through one prairie winter. I’d never been in such low temperatures, but people who live in it, know how to get through, and they showed me. The cold is not as damp. It doesn’t seep into your bones. But you can keep the snow.
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In Canada? When was this?
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No, the States. Many years ago.
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Dusty
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The prairies are bad, from what I’ve heard, but we get some pretty rough winters here too. Still, it’s not the Maritimes which is even worse – cold, damp, blizzards. Just miserable! (I can say this because my mom’s family is from Nova Scotia.) Ha!
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I’ve always wanted to go to Nova Scotia. They have a massive fiddle festival there every year. People come from all over the world.
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Yes. I know. Did you read my poem, “Hum” on Poetikat Unbound? There’s a photo of my great grandfather playing the fiddle up on the mountains of Mourne. He’s surrounded by children in the family. I can’t recall if it’s on my ancestry blog or the poetry one. I’ll have a look.
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I’d like to see that.
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Found the poem, but the photo is not on this laptop, which is sort of new. I’ll need to plug in my data-stick and load it. I’ll let you know. 😉
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An excellent quote
from a great man.
Fair play to you Sir.
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Thanks very much, Alan.
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Great quote. Boiled down to the essential.
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I’ve always liked that one myself. Thanks for stopping by, Inese.
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reverence is not something to hand out lightly…one has to have priorities 🙂 As the big storm barrels down on us in the Pacific Northwest, keeping the power lines in order is right up there.
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Yes indeed. Watch out for one another.
It’s the only way we’re gonna beat ’em. 😉
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indeed
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Brendan Behan was a badass! I looked him up after reading the quote which I can believe he wrote as he seemed to have had little respect for authority. It’s too bad he died so young, but it seems Behan partied hard quite a bit. Brilliant but haunted…
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You really should read Borstal Boy. One of my favourites. He had a hard life…for some people, writing without drinking is impossible, but of course that isn’t infinitely sustainable. The quality of his writing plummeted with his fame but you could still see the genius shining through. Glad you’re back in action, Rose, you were sorely missed.
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Borstal Boy. I’ll look it up! I lost my best friend in July whom I’d known since I was 18. He was a very successful, functioning alcoholic. Not many people knew his vice. Like Behan, he was brilliant but never could stay away from drinking. He, too, died young.
I lost my mind for a few months and think I’ve found it again. My heart, on the other hand, will always be broken, but it helps to write.
Thank you, my sweet Og. I think about you and am glad to be back. xx
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Thank you, Rose. My thoughts are with you, and with your friend as well. I hope you can find peace through your writing, which heals others as well, though you may not always know it.
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