Happy Birthday Teasy, for you it’s been a 94-year Mum odyssey, and thank you for bringing me along for some of the journey.
I say that, but latterly I have done most of the heavy lifting…
And this Donegal Diva has fallen back on the credit she has built up over the years.
Like how she hounded me on a trip to New York when I was her plus one for my cousin Eddie’s wedding.
Or when I took her up to Ballybofey where my American cousin Kath and Dublin cousin Monica had also congregated.
And she tactlessly complained within my earshot that she had a husband, four brothers and three sons and I was the most selfish of them all.
The thing is as My Scary One, my wife, will tell you she’s the only one who could get away with that.
Teasy, or The Squeezy, as we affectionately call her, has infused me with much, not least my looks.
And a love of travel although she has a fair jump on me there with South America and the Antarctic the only continents she hasn’t visited.
And I dare say she’ll get there yet.
When she does she’ll be able to regale them of her travels around the globe after she empty-nested.
A holiday Saga
It was quite the Saga… the Squeezy dragging my Dear Old Dad up mountain, down dale and across ocean.
They were Ying and Yang, no, not twins on their China trip but opposites.
My mum was up for anything which meant she jumped at the chance to fly over Mount Everest.
While Dad was back in the bedroom with Delhi Belly.
They also took the helicopter over the Hoover Dam and Grand Canyon with me retracing her footsteps years later.
While Mum followed the pilgrims on their knees up the steps of the Catholic Cathedral in Mexico City.
Probably though it was the tequila. Dad, of course, got Montezuma’s Revenge.
The rest of the world
There was Australia, South Africa, Russia and all points in between all while I was having a very different Saga experience.
Not, not early onset dementia, but working for Saga during summer holidays in Aberdeen University student halls.