Mr Kate’s Auntie M died this week, so this blog is for her.
Auntie M was Ireland’s answer to Liza Minelli. Blessed with natural blonde hair, blue eyes and perfect Irish skin, she hung out with the socialites in Dublin during the fifties and sixties. She was glamorous, she loved men and they were drawn to her wit, charm and larger than life personality.
Even as her beauty faded and she was widowed, she still surrounded herself with friends. She traveled widely and had a large devoted following of elderly gay men who found her as fascinating as ever. She loved to sing, enjoyed a good argument and sipped the ‘occasional’ glass of wine.
(At our wedding she and my father decided they were kindred spirits and drowned out the music with their own versions of Irish classics, whilst downing a few drinks at the bar.)
One night, after a glass of wine, I went up to kiss my then only child goodnight. He sniffed the air and asked me sleepily,”Are you wearing Auntie M’s perfume?”
She lived her life. She enjoyed every day of it. She had great faith in God.
God speed, Auntie M-I’m sure my dad will meet you in the bar at heaven and share an everlasting drink and a song with you.