'You're slipping Seannie' I said to my best friend 'you must be getting old otherwise you would never have forgotten. It was one of the highlights of our lives, come on remember'. 'No, honestly Mick, I can't think of her'. 'Good Lord Seannie but your iron clad memory has a leak in it and your memory cells are seeping out. Come on, you must remember'. It was no use, he was getting past it. All that Guinness over the years was having more effect on his senile dementia than all the meat he had eaten that contained Mad Cow Disease.
'OK.' I continued 'she was as big as Tom Costello's prize cow'. 'No Mick' he insisted 'I can't in all truth. You say we once cycled all the way to Galway. Are you mad'.
It was no use. Everything seemed blurred 'Good God help me' I thought to myself 'but this is strange. I must have the 'flu or something coming on. This is the strangest feeling I have had for a long time'.
Suddenly Seannie burst into life 'You know Mick' he said putting his arm around my shoulder 'I think about you all the time'. 'Me too Seannie' I answered 'how long is it since I've seen you now'. 'A few years now mate, you know how much I miss you' Seannie answered sadly. 'Well...okay, sugar plum, how come you look the exact same as the last time I saw you. Anyway, what ever happened about your heart' I asked him.
'A little smile, a little laugh, a little duckie in your bath'. Seannies mind was wandering away again. 'Come on Murph' I pleaded 'God only knows when I will see you again, neither of us is getting any younger, although I find it strange that you don't seem to be getting any older either'. 'Sorry Mick' he answered, his face brightening up as if he had just recognised me.
'Do you remember the time when we went over to Liverpool to the Grand National' I asked him. 'I think so' he replied once again with that glazed look on his face, 'yeah, I think so'. It was obvious he didn't have any idea. Still, from what I expected, I felt glad that at least he recognised me. 'What about the time..' I was just about to ask him something else when he interrupted me by bursting out crying. 'It's no blinking use Mick, I can't remember any blinking thing. I might as well be dead' Seannie spoke with bitterness as well as extreme sadness in his voice.
He was beginning to doze off now, so I decided to just sit there and wait for as long as it took.
No more than twenty minutes had passed, when suddenly, Seannie sat up with the biggest grin of recognition on his face, stood up and grabbed my hand 'Good lord Mick, what a lovely surprise'. I'll tell you what, he was a totally different person now. I thought to myself 'Make hay while the sun shines Robbo, these lucid moments don't last for long'.
'Do you remember when we cycled to Galway Seannie' I asked in hope. 'Do I, you so and so' he smiled really happy 'I remember you using that stick on me when I wanted to dump the bikes and thumb a lift'. 'Sure I was only joking' I replied 'and what about the big one you picked up and brought back to the tent?' I asked. 'Shush' he replied 'the missus is in the kitchen. Of course I remember, she thought I was a jockey at the Galway Races'.
This was the way the conversation went for the next hour only interrupted by Seannie's wife bringing us tea and cake. We talked all through and thankfully, the poor old sod had total recall. He in fact reminded me of things that I doubt if I had remembered for over forty years. It was truly a wonderful afternoon.
Eventually, when he finally relapsed into his dementia, I felt sad in one way but extremely happy in another. For a couple of hours we were both back in our youth having the times of our lives and you know something, for many years to come, I'll sit in front on this fire with a big smile, the biggest smile on my face that you have ever seen, remembering this conversation that although it was total fiction and imagination, it is the way it should have been had he survived. God rest you Seannie...........
2007-01-04 05:18:02
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answered by thomasrobinsonantonio 7
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your iron clad memory has a leak in it, so come on over for dinner and ill take a peak in it.
i think about you all the time, as i wash the dishes and rinse the slime.
well okay sugar plum, have it your way.. i am done!
alittle smile a little laugh a little duckie in your bath. hope you have some fun and glee as you bathe away the pee.. happy 2nd birthday, wheee!!!
lol just for fun,now you can see why i was never employed as a Hallmark card scripter !!
2007-01-04 04:16:45
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answered by Anonymous
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Yeah, frequently no longer for snarkiness, yet purely because of the fact i found out i did no longer have this style of reliable answer in the 1st place. Oh, sure, and for people who have not got self assurance that snarky *is* a real word: :) Merriam-Webster on line Dictionary~ important get entry to: snarky Pronunciation: ?snär-k? function: adjective Etymology: dialect snark to harass, in line with risk alteration of nark to annoy Date: 1906 a million : crotchety, snappish 2 : sarcastic, impertinent, or irreverent in tone or way — snark·i·ly -k?-l? adverb
2016-10-29 23:47:07
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answered by englin 4
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