Jo and I have some incredible friends. I’ve been very, very lucky over the years to have met some of the nicest people around, whether during my RAF days or through banding; I seem to mix with the best kinds of people. I’m not particularly extrovert, and while I sometimes find talking to people I don’t know difficult I do warm up and can be sociable. It takes me time to make friends, but when I do they are the best ones.
Jo, on the other hand, has a knack of making loads of friends; she has an impressive list of utterly wonderful people that she counts as friends. She is chatty and friendly, but primarily full of love for other people. I’ve never known anyone like her, nor will I ever fully appreciate the size of her heart. Its depths seem endless and it allows her to become close friends with a wide range of folks.
One of these friends, Jane, is a bit like Jo but Irish. She is the loveliest woman, has a young family and a wonderful singing voice. She also has a mobile home on the Dingle Peninsula that she has very kindly allowed us to stay in for two weeks! How generous is that?
Jane is just the loveliest person you could meet. She also has an extended family of utterly gorgeous Irish folk. I don’t think I have ever met such a collection of funny, characterful people in my life. There are some good genes in there!
We were looked after by some of these relatives and we had a fantastic time. The weather was acceptable on the most part, and we even had a few days of sunshine – a rare event in Ireland I am told (though not this summer). We were in the sea every day and loved every moment of our stay.