I have been here all along, sleeping, writing an assignment, preparing a presentation, responding to a consultation, watching the remarkable referendum results, wishing I’d had a vote. The referendum was to amend the constitution of the Republic of Ireland- I live in Northern Ireland. It’s a very different jurisdiction, where we had a whole legal row about a cake with a message supporting same sex marriage. The court case wasn’t about actual same sex marriage, you understand. The row was about a cake. Well, ok then, not just a cake, more about equality, freedom from discrimination due to sexual orientation or political views. The island of Ireland has many complexities.
And of course I was watching Irish dancing. (This video shows a fellow competitor, younger than Girl1 and Girl2. She’s young enough to still wear socks, while they wear black tights. Two pairs for added blackness.)
I love to watch our girls dance; it’s the travelling and the sitting and the noise and the hours that bother me. But girls have fun and learn and sometimes get medals. The know how to accept defeat graciously, they know how to keep motivating themselves, how to work at improvement, how to show up and perform, and they know how to celebrate a win gracefully. All that, and they can do amazing things with their feet.
Spurs Fan was away at the weekend. He returned to the homeland; to Nana, Grandad and Tottenham Hotspur. They nurture him. Of course he was worried about the chaos he’d left behind- would Jake get his insulin, would the clothes get washed, would anybody get fed? Every morning he texted an alarm call, contented to not be here for the reaction. We had no news to tell him when he came home. All the technology meant that he knew everything, having had live action updates. Girl2 let him know about a vomiting dog before she appeared with the kitchen roll to help clean up. Lucky Spurs Fan.
This coming weekend the Scotland branch arrive. I am not a flurry of cleaning and ironing, or food shopping. We will not be here. Nor will they. We’re all heading off west for a few nights in the fancy schmancy hotel. One of us is getting on a bit and needs to lie down somewhere comfy. There may be sparkles and cake along with the cuddles and loveliness.