Time to diversify

Our thoughts. February the fourteenth is fast approaching and I think that it deservers special attention. I want to introduce people on this website to a man named Charlie Landsborough.
I doubt that anyone on this site has ever heard of him but Charlie has spent his lifetime writing and singing beautiful Irish ballads and love songs. Our wives are the most important people in our lives (at least they should be) and I don't think Charlie would mind if anybody would jot down some of the words of his songs to tell there wives on this special day. You can either Google him or youtube "A Musical Journey through Ireland." That video will take you back about seventy years and watch closely at the harvest you will see a tractor on the threshing machine. I really like the main man feeding the thresher with a white shirt and tie on. I have read many of the reviews and have never read a negative word about Charlie. The character in this mans face says volumes and his voice is so crisp that you could listen to him all day. Let me know what you think.

Upon reading your subject line, I thought surely... you must be working on a puzzle of rust. GRIN

Nice music by Charlie.

I just knew that I could count on you for a reply. In five years of retirement we have been back to Ireland three times. The Chinese cheated us out of a year of travel but we will survive.
After the soybean stubble in front of the truck picture where every piece that I had left over all looked the same my puzzle assemble has slowed down immensely. Thank you for noticing. Tom

Have watched it on U Tube, really enjoyed it. Having been married for 58 years, Tom, you are absolutely right about the value of a good wife. I have been very fortunate.

Grin.

Ireland would be lovely to see, though I think I never shall.

Hope you and your wife can resume your travels soon.

Anybody that knows me and my wife will agree that I married way above myself. That being said we have made a wonderful team and I have often said that if she would have come in to this marriage with a string of camels we would have been true gypsies. We both agreed to meet each other half way and if their happened to be a discussion about who seems to have a poor judge of distance we agree that we each will do sixty percent. Getting back to Charlie Landsborough, the song that he sings about the father describing colors to his blind daughter will bring tears to your eyes. It is called "What Color is the Wind." Sometimes you will have to look up the lyrics to his songs but they are beautifully done and the man has a tremendous command of the English language. Tom

The first time that we went to Ireland after flying all night and arriving in Dublin at about nine in the morning we went to the car rental booth and picked up our rental car. Now the Irish have been speaking English for over two hundred years and I have been speaking the language for eighty. Somehow there happens to be about a three second delay from when an Irish person tells me something till I understand what they said. They issue me a new Audi automobile and I ask the young gentleman if there was anything special that I should be aware of on this car. His response was "Eyeee, its topped up now but I would be mindful of the petro meter" O K I know enough to keep gas in the tank. Now we leave the airport which is on the north side of Dublin and are heading to a resort called Powers Court about twenty miles south of Dublin. We drive on the left here and we are driving a right hand drive car and the first stop light we come to the car stalls when we stop. After about three times of the procedeur of taking my foot off the brake and hitting the starter I finally figured out that was its nature to shut itself down each time you stop. I had to smile reading the thread of a couple of days ago. I now have two vehicles that do the same thing. I can still tell a tourist as they are the ones who come to a corner and turn on the wipers instead of what the Irish call indicator lamps.