Short Story – Nick Nack Tessa Whack!

Mairéad Whyte

‘There’s only one Tessa Panther in the UK,’ she said for the umpteenth time. I couldn’t help thinking that there is also only one “Cruella de Vil”.

‘So,’ I asked quickly, ‘If I sent a letter to Tessa Panther, UK – you’d get it?’

No; it went straight over her head. She was examining me strangely; her eyes opened wider almost filling with resentment. For Tessa, there was nothing strange about this look; this was her in her natural state. Fairly certain, I knew she would deliberately change the subject, something she is good at, compensating for her inability to engage in casual banter. Sometimes it was good just to sit back and observe. Not that she’d grant me the time; Oh God, too late; what was she saying now? I knew I had better tune back in. She seemed to be still looking at me.

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Short Story – Nick Nack Tessa Whack!

‘There’s only one Tessa Panther in the UK,’ she said for the umpteenth time. I couldn’t help thinking that there is also only one “Cruella de Vil”.

‘So,’ I asked quickly, ‘If I sent a letter to Tessa Panther, UK – you’d get it?’

No; it went straight over her head. She was examining me strangely; her eyes opened wider almost filling with resentment. For Tessa, there was nothing strange about this look; this was her in her natural state. Fairly certain, I knew she would deliberately change the subject, something she is good at, compensating for her inability to engage in casual banter. Sometimes it was good just to sit back and observe. Not that she’d grant me the time; Oh God, too late; what was she saying now? I knew I had better tune back in. She seemed to be still looking at me.

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The Artists’ Way in Galway

Nothing is either easy or difficult – only thinking it makes it so.

If you don’t believe me, ask, Geraldine Folan, a wonderful and established artist, who works full-time in her own studio based in Bearna, Galway.

On Friday afternoon, March 16th, I had the pleasure of meeting this professional artist at a network luncheon in town. Unassuming – inspiring – down-to-earth – passionate about her work, Geraldine Folan easily tells me that a few years ago she packed in her former and stable job as a pharmacist, to follow her core passion in life, as a full time artist for these past few years.

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With gratitude!

I stand there. Stuck for words – a possible first – as over thirty of you fill the tables in Capone’s restaurant. Smiles, laughter, merriness, cheer – endless.

I stop. I question my gratitude towards life. I’m still choked for words. Far from an imbecile, I stutter, ‘thank you’ – several times – like one who has just developed a speech impediment. Shock!

I pause. I question my vanity. Everything that is unfolding before me is down to Geraldine.  We all know it.

Grace filled – Giving – Genuine – Grand – Geraldine from Galway.

So many cards to play, this is only Geraldine’s first hand dealt. Cleverly, she has lured me here under the pretence that we are having a private meal. I’m stunned. It’s a surprise party to begin my 40th year.

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Connemara and It’s Never Ending Circles of Beauty

Wonderful is the ultimate description for those who really know what it means to wonder. We can wonder at the most beautiful sights, landscapes and imagery but to be left in the state of mesmerisation that only Connemara could project, was actually trance like – and wonder-filled.

On this recent and cold January day underneath a cloudless sky, I found myself so immensely present in the Connemara landscape that no other thought interfered. It is magical when this happens. Enthralled, the surroundings embedded stillness inside, and nothing is more special than to have the quietness instilled inside my invisible insides, which I call soul. I didn’t seem to have a care in the world. I became a pure observer – almost outside of myself – as the surrounding aqua-blue seascape seemed to befriend the contrasting rugged landscape.

I was fortunate. Tom, a local from Rosscahill and a man who has worked the length and breadth of Connemara was my personal tour guide. We started towards Oughterard, noted for those who take fishing vacations in the west; before we set sail into the real wilderness of the west towards the village of Recess where there was a shop on route (or was it a pub?) – I think it was both – that served a random selection of ‘Beer Books Eggs Marble Wool’ – I’m still smiling! Continue reading

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Salthill – A Romantic Projection of Life !

They say that women can fake orgasms and that men can fake entire relationships, but there is nothing false about a moonlit walk along the Salthill promenade.

Salthill known for over thirty restaurants, more than fifteen bars, its renowned Golf Course, the leisureland complex and free parking for all the local parks and playgrounds is normally the ideal ground for family destinations – yet there is a hidden romance for those that have the eyes to see.

Salthill is the spot where the Connemara landscape and seascape really merges, moulding and blending into the vibrancy of Galway – the countryside becomes the city.

And even though the west of Ireland is no stranger to rain, I have lost count of the amount of times that a clear sparkling and starry night has shined down as I have walked this beautiful promenade after a romantic dinner for two. If one was in the northern hemisphere, it would be breeding ground for the dance of the famous northern lights.

Recently, I noticed that the reflection of the moon on the sparkling water was three-dimensional. It danced. In no other Irish city have I been able to view so many stars in the sky, and a moon defined so clearly that its mirror in the water seemed abundant with life. An aliveness that is so unique to Galway – a romantic projection and a love of life that only this Galwegian suburb could project.

In past decades Salthill was more known for its nightlife, yet now and more beautifully it seems the perfect pitch for a candle-lit dinner in one of the many restaurants while overlooking the picturesque bay, across which are beautiful views of the county Clare coast.

Even on the stormy nights, something special is awash as the surf hurls in from the sea. The sometimes wildness of the water is a perfect reflection of the rugged coast as one ventures more north into the stunning Connemara landscape – a reminder of the power of the Irish land.

An extremely popular destination for family vacations, yet the romance it projects for couples alike is far from dead and gone. This is what I discovered recently, the perfect place for love to blossom, and what a perfect way to start the New Year, with the appreciation and love of life that only such a place can offer.

Could such a love be your New Year’s Resolution?

Happy New Year, Mairéad.

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Love …

It happens to all of us. We watch a movie and some words stand out, something said in conversation strikes a chord. Like a piece of poetry, one such dialogue in a recent movie resonated within every fibre of my body. It said:

“There are only four questions: 

What is sacred? 

What is the spirit made of? 

What is worth living for? 

What is worth dying for?”

It continued: “The answer is always the same.” 

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