I recently took a random call from a good friend with a random outcome.
Four days later I’m flying to Dublin for the weekend, all expenses paid, as a kind of tour guide! I'm to discover the hidden gems of Fingal on the northern shores of Dublin during a music festival in honour of Séamus Ennis, a genius for his uilleann pipe playing.
On arrival I am to be collected at the airport. One hour later my male escorts had still not showed. That’s because they’d gone to departures! That's Irish right?
I was taken to nearby Skerries, a charming fishing village where I enjoyed my first taste of real Guinness in a fisherman's pub that has been looking out to sea forever. I took a photo of the charming boats. I ask you. Do you see any resemblance to the image on my vision board I’d created 11 months earlier when a trip to Ireland was completely off my radar? A lovely example of precognition.
That’s my daughter there too if you’re wondering. She plays her part in this mystery. Back home when I’d contemplated this section of my vision board, Denmark kept coming to mind. I’d even thought I might go to Copenhagen but hadn’t got around to it. Celine, on the other hand, did - this summer! Not that she’d planned to do so when I’d pasted her up onto my board next to the colourful boats. Curious isn't it?
It also transpires that Fingal is historically linked with Denmark because the Vikings decided to land here. I also learnt from the Irish organiser she has a sister living in Denmark, and suggested I might visit her. The plot thickens....
Meanwhile, if you’re wondering where you might go next year, come and make a vision board with me on 25th November and all will be revealed. I’ll show you how to side-step the conscious mind and engage with the unconscious through active imagination and access this extraordinary intelligence we all have but so seldom tap.
More 'Irishness' to follow....
After Skerries I was dropped outside my hotel to chill. At check-in the owner asks for my name but says the only reservation he has is for Mary and Jerry. “I really don’t want to share with Jerry,” I said smiling, “I want my own room.”
At this point it’s clear I’ve been dropped off at the wrong hotel - and this one is full. I then sit tight to wait for the men to return (2 ½ hours later) to take me out to dinner. I kept myself entertained listening to the gorgeous Irish brogue and their wonderful sense of humour, while the owner plied me with drinks and snacks on the house. The meal that followed in an ancient pub was fresh and delicious.
Next day, I’m required for a family fun-run. However my lift is late fetching me and by the time we arrive at the fun-run, everyone has run off and the school hall is empty. The two of us decided to walk part of the course and pass the lead runners on their way back yet apparently I am still required to give away the prizes.
‘It put the heart crossway in me to hear it’ as I’m introduced as “Mary, who has come all the way from the London Athletics club to support this event.” I look just about the least athletic among them, especially as I didn’t even manage to run the course.
We’re on the road again, destination Fourknocks. This is awesome - a Neolithic site that predates Stonehenge, yet we’re the only people there. The key to this ancient burial mound resides with Eileen down the road and if you don’t get on the right side of her, she won’t let you have it. There’s no charge. No supervision. Just the four of us under the ground, marvelling at the abstract art painted on the interior walls 5,000 years ago.
Afternoon tea follows in a lovely artistic café. Then to round it all off we’re at the music festival in the pub listening to pieces that Séamus Ennis would have been proud of. A 15-piece band spanning five generations of musicians, the youngest about eight.
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When my hostess finally left me at the airport (she didn’t entrust this to men this time), my flight is cancelled due to fog. No more flights that day so Aer Lingus kindly put me up in a comfortable hotel and treated me to a splendid dinner.
And since I had to wait 12 hours before I could fly home, I’m also due a £200 refund too. I think I should invest this in a flight to Copenhagen don’t you - and follow the signs.