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Newport – November 20th, 1988
Why does it always happen? Something wonderful happens, and then you have to leave it behind because you’ve made plans.
I really didn’t want to make the trip home to Newport today. All I could think about on the train was what happened last night. It was only a few days ago that I felt as if the whole world was closing in on me and then, on the off chance, Cupid goes and sends me a lifeline.
Of course, Mum was pleased to see me, but it wasn’t long before she wanted to talk about the problems that have been stirred up by my Father. She seems to think there is a lot more to it than what we know, and she managed to convince me that she’s right.
This evening, I took mum for an evening out for a game of Bingo. She loves playing Bingo, and I rather enjoyed the evening with her. It was very strange being surrounded by some of her friends, all of whom kept asking me questions such as ‘who’s the lucky girl then?’ It seems they could see a sparkle in my eye: A sparkle which says ‘I’ve met the love of my life.’ Of course, they’re right!
I think this is the first time in 1988 that I’ve fallen in love. I can’t wait to get back to London on Friday so I can call Bob.
Welcome to this new feature for 2018 on Hugh’s Views and News. In this feature, I’ll be sharing snippets from my diary of 1988. We’ll also take a trip in Hugh’s Music Time machine to hear some songs from the 1980s which have been chosen by some specially invited guests.
This week it gives me pleasure to introduce you to somebody who has not featured on my blog before. However, she is somebody who regularly visits and leaves comments on my blog posts. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the author, writer and blogger, Brigid P. Gallagher.
Brigid aspired to become a doctor, but it was not her destiny. Instead, she spent thirteen years in the life assurance industry, before following her heart, and training in colour and crystal healing, aromatherapy, reflexology, nutritional medicine, flower essences, electro-crystal healing, radionics and E.F.T or Emotional Freedom Technique.
She practised and taught Natural Medicines for 20 years, facilitating classes for the Open Studies and Summer Schools of Stirling University from 1993 to 1999, and setting up the Scottish School of Holistic Healing.
In 1999, she relocated to Donegal, Ireland the home of her ancestors. Four years later, she succumbed to a mystery illness which was eventually diagnosed as fibromyalgia and possibly rheumatoid arthritis.
Stopping the world for 2 years, forced Brigid to reassess her life. She retrained in Organic Horticulture and taught this subject in schools part-time until early 2016. Her garden was featured in the Donegal Garden Trail in 2012, 2013 and 2014.
Brigid continues her lifelong passion for gardening, singing and writing in her new life of SLOW.
She has written articles for Sixty and Me, The Mighty and WomELLE magazine and, in November 2016, published her first book, Watching The Daisies.
Millions of people around the world suffer from fibromyalgia; the majority of them are women. As yet, there is no cure.
In this memoir, Brigid P. Gallagher shares her experiences on:
- The busy life she followed before succumbing to this debilitating disease
- Stopping and soul searching for answers to her vast array of symptoms
- Entering a new life of SLOW
Drawing on her knowledge and experience as a Natural Medicines therapist, she seeks out therapies to aid her healing and integrates a variety of self-help techniques and lifestyle changes. She also unearths a love of solo travel including Egypt, India, Rome, Lourdes, Carcassonne and Bali…
Brigid learns many insights about LIFE on her journey, the most valuable being:
“First learn to love thyself.”
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Brigid’s song choice is The Sun Goes Down by Thin Lizzy.
Released in 1983, The Sun Goes Down was the last single from the band before they split. It only managed to peaked at number 52 in the UK charts, with much of the blame for its poor performance being put down to the fact that there was no official promotional video with the single because the record company had decided it was too expensive.
Back in late November 1988, it seems I wished for the sun to go down very quickly for four days in a row so that I could return to London to make that all-important phone call. Do you have a favourite song connected with the sun? Share a link to it in the comments.
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