Currently cruising at a speed of 450mph some 29,000 feet above the west of England. We passed over Liverpool a couple of minutes ago. We’ll be at Stansted in around half an hour.
Obviously I shan’t be posting this in real time. My iPad is in flight mode and I don’t know if I’ll find time to upload this when I get home. Celia and I are returning from a short trip across the water. A trip bookended by delays at both airports. We were an extra two hours in departures on the way out, an hour at Belfast.
It was only thanks to Fiona, disguised as an Angel in a red car, that we got to our first event in time. She met us at the bus station, drove us to our accommodation and then onto the Heaney Centre where the three of us took our seats for the last event of a week celebrating the opening of the new building. For those of you who watch Blue Lights, or who have seen An Irish Goodbye, Seamus O’Hara’s face will be familiar. He had the job of reading some of Seamus Heaney’s poetry as well as other writings from the archive held by Queen’s University. The man who linked everything together was Stephen Connelly. Insight, humour, performance and erudition combined in a wonderful hour.
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