On his 84th birthday my father said,
I want you to do something for me.
So what d'ye want me to do?
I want you to take me to Leitrim to see Deirdre.
Aye. I will. Some day soon.
It never happened. He took a stroke just a couple of weeks later. This weekend was the first time I went back to Leitrim. It was his birthday weekend.
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I love this photo. Hope you had a good time in Lovely Leitrim. Do you remember when me, you and Zoe went down?
There are things about that trip that I will never forget. No matter how hard I try.
Dede still converting the house, no bedroom walls, no proper toilet. Aargh.
But it's wonderful now.
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