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Today (March 31st) would have been my Dad's 94th birthday. To mark the occasion, my Mum Phil, my sister Kathleen (with her partner Christy), my brothers Joe and Brian, and myself (and Roma) met up in North Dublin for lunch and a sing-song. We went to the Percy French bench in Skerries where it is believed that he got the inspiration to write his most famous song: The Mountains of Mourne. We could clearly see the Mourne mountains in the distance, and it is indeed an inspirational spot. The words to the song were conveniently shown on a sign, and we sang our hearts out for what was one of Dad's favourite songs. We also sang him happy birthday. Later, we adjourned to The Shoreline in Donabate for lunch by the sea.
Last summer, on a visit by my Canadian cousin Barbara to Ballingate, I captured Dad singing this lovely song. Enjoy!
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