I am, I mean. Monday and Tuesday it was sunny and bright, and I was in good spirits. Didn’t even drag my arse about getting things done. Wednesday dawns dull and grey, and it took Cape Breton fiddles to get me unglued from the chair to look after the wee finned ones and their food. […]

Tell My Ma Traditional Irish song, I think. I like it because of the girls’ bell-clear voices and harmonies and the way it goes up-and-down-down-and-up. Not sure that makes sense, but I understand what I mean.