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May 3

Answers and Ramblings

Posted on Thursday, May 3, 2007 in Uncategorized

Brian has come up with some questions for me, interview style.  I had plenty of time to mull over them as I was cleaning windows yesterday in the hot sunshine.  So, here I am, sitting on Leno’s couch wearing my ‘I shot Bono’ teeshirt.

Motorbike or scooter?  (This could also be Rocker or Mod?)
There’s a lot to be said for wrapping your arms around a leather-clad bloke travelling at 80mph.  I did this once when I was on holidays in Cork with my parents.  I’d befriended a dude from Pensylvannia who owned one of those massive BMW bikes with side panniers.  He brought me on a drive on country roads, and as we rounded a corner, we very narrowly missed my dad who had been driving to the local shop.  I had to come home later and listen to him complain about motorcyclists destroying the peace of country roads.  ‘I completely agree with you, daddy’ I said with a poker face.
Me and my fella rented a scooter once in Spain, the type that sounds like a hairdryer.  The day we rented it was the day the storms came, so we spent our week touring the mountains in torrential rain, being splashed by cars throwing puddles around like whales in waterworld.  It was so much fun. 
I’m undecided.  But I do know I’m a rocker.  Definately a rocker.

Who is your favourite writer and why?
That’s a toughie.  Tolkien knocks my socks off.  Stephen King and Grisham are great at passing my time.  I would probably have to choose Roald Dahl though.  His humour and imagination have had a huge effect on me since I was just a puppy.  I’m trying to collect all of his children’s books to pass on to my own, because no childhood is complete without him.  If you think ‘Charlie and the Chocolate factory’ was good, read ‘Revolting rhymes’ for an insight into this genius’ twisted mind.  I’m still a big child at heart.

What was the happiest day of your life?
My happiest moments would of course be those when my brand new pink wrinkly babies were presented to me on a hospital bed, but that followed a barrel load of pain, so wouldn’t qualify as my happiest entire day I suppose.  That award would go to my 21st birthday.  I went camping in Knockree with Jeff, whom I’d been seeing for a handful of months.  We brought a rake of friends, and settled in an idyllic spot beside a river, framed with trees and friendly sheep.  We lit a cosy fire, cooked sausages and drank cheap wine.  Bob Marley’s ‘Kaya’ bopped in the background.   Jeff was unnaturally quiet for about an hour, sitting halfway up a tree, concentrating hard on something.  When he finally let me look at what he was doing, I found he’d carved ‘Happy 21st birthday, Kate.  Love from Jeff’ in the bark.  As night fell and our group got rosier, Jeff then tugged on my hand and urged me to take a walk with him along the river.  It was a pitch-black moonless night, and I suspected he had an agenda, so I tried to refuse, but he seemed so earnestly intent on talking to me, so I agreed.  As we walked in silence, listening to tree leaves rustling and the river happily babbling, I began to wonder what he was at.  He suddenly dissapeared.  I found him on his knees before me, nervously stuttering about how lovely I was, and would I consider growing old with him?  When I realised what he was doing, I was so surprised that I said ‘yes!’ before even thinking about it.  He had no engagement ring, instead he pulled the ring-pull off his can of Miller and stuck it to my Claddagh ring.  I still have that ring-pull.  That memory is carved as neatly in my mind as the message on that tree.

What is your comfort food and why?
Proper home-made pizza.  The best moment is in the making, when the dough has risen and I take the clingfilm off the top of the bowl.  I always plunge my fist into the dough to hear the satisfying ‘plopff’ sound it makes.  I then find a large tray, and cover the dough in proper tomato sauce, with basil, garlic, lemon and chilli, then cover that in whatever leftovers are in the fridge.  You can put anything on pizza.  I made a liver pizza once that sounds horrid, but was pretty darn yummy.  One large tray happily feeds the two of us, curled up on the couch in front of the tv of an evening, washed down with cold beer.  De-bleedin’-licious.

If you could live in only one place, anywhere on our planet, where would you want to be?
I’m not very well travelled, but even if I was, I’d probably still tell you that my favourite place is right here in Ireland.  ‘Every season brings a reason to be happy’ as Pooh Bear would say.  Nobody takes the sun for granted.  When it makes a rare appearance, it brings the best out of everyone.  It’s all we can talk about.  There is an atmosphere here that is totally unique, created by the smells of cut grass, turf-smoke, or wet tarmacadam.  The people here are for the most part warm and entertaining, the blokes are chancers and always know what to say to cheer you up.  As long as you stay away from the city centres and shopping malls, life is pretty sweet here.  Our health system, roads and politicians are arse over elbow, but at least we have something funny to talk about.

Thanks Brian!  Who doesn’t want a good excuse to talk about themselves!?!  I’m going to send an interview to my ma now, because she’s being waffly quiet lately.  Does anyone else want one?  I’ll try not to ask warped questions :)

Bring on the comments

  1. Go on then, I’ve been stumped for things to blog about for a while… I could manage an interview I reckon!

    ellybabes at gmail dot com

  2. Dahl kicks ass, alright. I grew up on a diet of his books, and I have fond memories of most of them, particularly The Fantastic Tale Of Henry Sugar, and hgis own memoirs.

  3. Grandad says:

    We have to have a talk about motorbikes……. :|

  4. J says:

    I wholeheartedly agree! I’ve spent many hours on the Dahl website while working at some particularly boring jobs.

  5. Brianf says:

    Great story about THAT day!
    I also had a feeling you are more of a rocker than a fashionista.
    Oh, and next time you make home made pizza, call me, I’ll be right over.

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