2012: My year

It was the year…

I completed a year of blogging in January.

M and I broke up… and it was the saddest and strangest time. Nothing seemed right. I had thought we were the problem. We weren’t. After about 2 months apart, we found our way back. We went on a date on Good Friday, in April. Our own Good Friday Agreement, my Mum called it. The relief and gratefulness was overwhelming. I woke up on Easter Saturday with a smile. That hadn’t happened in a long time.

My 23rd birthday passed without much ado. I’m still not really used to being 23! Must be grown up if I didn’t want a party or too much attention.

Lots of lovely Josh Ritter things. He continues to follow me on twitter, with 87 other people. In June, M and I went to Dublin to Josh’s book signing and hung around to meet him. Josh was lovely as usual and recognised me from twitter and before. Just so happy. Best day :) I’m just honoured to be his fan. What a wonderful guy.

I graduated from Queen’s University Belfast with a 2:1 in English (Major) and Philosophy (Minor). The final year was hard for me, with lots of personal stuff going on. Am proud of my achievement and still hoping that my degree will help me in my quest to work with words. Three years in Belfast seemed to pass in a flash. I was happiest with my living arrangements in the final year, lovely flat on University Avenue. Bitter sweet: Proud and happy to graduate but am still missing the small things about being in Belfast. Friends, lectures (I didn’t have many in final year, just awful seminars. I LOVED listening to someone intelligently speak of books for an hour at a time.) and oddly, Common Grounds on University Avenue. It seemed that just as IO got into the swing of Belfast life it was taken away.


M moved into Fort Will.I.Am, giving us some space and peace. I don’t live with him but I have somewhere to escape to whenever I want.

I saw Foo Fighters at T Vital in Belfast. It had a festival feel and it was a brilliant show, despite comical drowned-rats episode as we queued in a thunder-storm.

I continued work with the job I have been in throughout university. I appreciate the work. I like my colleagues. I yearn for more.

I took up Zumba and Yoga within a week of each other  They lasted longer that I expected them to… but yet not that long. I did enjoy them… but weird nervousness did rear its head, and exercise is not a strong point for me. I know it’s importance though, and am unhappy with my body as it is so will have to rethink my strategy.

Had a very lovely visit and a lemon cake from my best Belfast friends in October. Hope to have many more visits and meet ups, and to stay in touch via my favourite form of communication: snail mail in between times.

We sadly lost Maria, M’s grandmother in November. Christmas was a hard time for everyone in her absence. We will keep her light shining.

Two little bundles of kitten came to live in Fort Will.I.Am. They are Buttons and Brave and we have been making gradual headway with them. Very shy little things. I like them a lot.

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Christmas was special, I always love Christmas. I felt a bit like George Bailey and really appreciated what I have. On Christmas Day I’m always at a loss at what to do. M and I ended up watching the traditional screening of It’s a Wonderful Life in my overcrowded living room, with my parents and sisters. I could tell there was many other things he would rather be doing and he wasn’t too impressed with the old black and white film, but it meant a lot that he would sit with us. And it did me good to see the old feel good movie.  I loved this blog post entitled ‘Clarence’ by Lou Morgan.

I will hush now to muster my hopes for 2013 and savour the last hours of 2012. Thank you for reading and commenting in 2012, I’m going to try to be more efficient and organised and present next year for you all.

Tennant’s Vital – Foo Fighters 2012

Hello ! I’m just still coming down from a wonderful day had yesterday at Tennant’s Vital festival where Foo Fighters were headlining.

It will be remembered for:

  • The big thunder and lightning storm and the heaviest rain I think I have ever seen that continued most of the way along the motorway as we drove to Belfast.
  • Having to go to the back of a seemingly never ending queue of festival goers to enter the venue even though we were there at 3.30pm in time for the gates.
  • Said rain and thunder starting up again as we waited. Being SOAKED and not really caring. Tickets nearly falling to pieces in the downpour in the few minutes they had to be exposed.
  • Disappointment of there being no actual way to get wristbands for the pit, we had set out hearts on it this time. M even tweeted Foo Fighters, asking.
  • Bumping into the birthday boy, my brother, who was wearing a Justin Bieber mask, bought me a drink, and was generally having the time of his life.
  • Getting to wear my pink ‘NI Our Time, Our Place’ plastic poncho from the Peace One day concert, and feeling like I was truly a festival queen with my plastic pint glass in hand.
  • Time passing really quickly between acts because I was having a laugh with lovely friends.
  • M’s holding-2-pints-and-a-wasp-attacked-him dance. He was NOT HAPPY when we laughed.
  • That concert feeling when the lyrics get you.
  • Not being able to see the stage really at all due to your 5’4 height and the crowds, but it not mattering too much.
  • Dave’s wee daughter Violet.
  • Dave Grohl shouting at a girl who was ‘talking on her motherf***ing cell phone’ and dedicating ‘This Is A Call’ to the receiver of the call. For all the OLD Foo Fighter fans.


All my crew, and my birthday boy brother, 2nd from right, and his crew. Happy Birthday jimmy!


Mark someone from The Only Way is Essex, Holly Willoughby and Bieber ! What’s the chances?!


My very own Foo Fighter :) Wouldn’t like them or probably know much about them if it wasn’t for this man.

Dave !


Would love to have been closer, but M’s skills and my camera zoom was good. :0 We were closer than we realised, too. Dave Grohl in the flesh!





Loving it !


Aftermath. Field of empty cups, and a long walk to the car. Beautiful.


Lots of the feelings I had about it were similar to those at the Milton Keynes Concert last July. Maybe because Foo Fighters are so mixed up in my relationship with M, it really does mean something to me and knocks at my heart when I sing with thousands of people lyrics that have been a backdrop to my youth. Even before Foo Fighters came onstage, the whole atmosphere of the concert, coupled with the mini-holiday feeling, and the hard time I’ve been putting myself through lately, I felt first and foremost young, and carefree and happy. I have no idea where my life is going, and I’m 23 now… the ‘young’ feelings may not last much longer, but it was a day full of life’s moments and I am thankful for it. I grabbed for M and Caoimhe’s hand when Dave led the soft singing of ‘Wheels his little wide-eyed daughter Violet was onstage with him, and he had tears in his eyes and everyone just backed him up, the lyrics are so apt for me right now.

Well, you wanted something better man

You wished for something new

Well, you wanted something beautiful

Wished for something true

Been lookin for a reason man

Something to lose
When the wheels come down (When the wheels come down)

When the wheels touch ground (When the wheels touch ground)

And you feel like it’s all over

There’s another round for you

Copied from MetroLyrics.com


Thank you Foo Fighters ! My third time seeing you was a charm. May your music always make us feel young and happy.

P.S To the friends I couldn’t find, Dermott and Paddy, I hope you’s had a great gig. D you will be glad to know that my 3 pints were Tennants ! There wasn’t much choice…


I graduated on Friday 6 July 2012. M and my parents came to Belfast to celebrate with me. It was a very lovely day. I have no idea what’s next. As Josh says: “So if you’ve got a light, hold it hight for me/ I need it bad tonight, hold it high for me…. Light and guide me through, hold it high for me, I’ll do the same for you, hold it high for me…”

Here are some photos for you sensible followers, family and friends without facebook.

I got a 2:1 in English (Major) and Philosophy (Minor) and graduated from Queen’s University, Belfast. Thank you for all the support and encouragement over the last three years! (Pre-blog but you know what I mean!)