Today sees Sara’s first outing as host for the Sunday Writing Prompt.
And it’s a goodie! Read more here
They say, smell triggers memories better than any other sense. But, sometimes you’ll hear a song that brings you back to your teenage years, or see a park that reminds you of your childhood.
THIS WEEK’S CHALLENGE: Choose either sight, sound, or smell, and write a memory it triggers in you.
Maggie’s nose didn’t miss an inch when she was lifting a rabbit, ptarmigan or pheasant. Most times we didn’t know it was even there, but she did, and as soon as she flushed it out, she was happy, sitting back as if to say ‘I told you so!’ or ‘I did that!’ God, we miss her.
My sense of smell is keen, and I could sniff out sausage rolls from 200 yards when Mum had been baking.
But I guess sound is closest to my heart.
I have a good ear for music, can’t read the notes very well, but let me listen to something a few times, and I can usually pick out the melody, then make up the rest.
I have certain pieces that remind me of certain people, and happy memories along the way.
Danny Boy will always bring to mind my maternal grandfather. It was 1970 and my cousin’s wedding. I was bored and asked if I could play the piano in the hotel lobby. Unbeknown to me the bartender put the microphones on and my music was going right the way through the hotel. When I stopped, the reception party was in the same room as me and Gramps was stood at the front of the dance floor nudging people as they went by saying
‘That’s my grand daughter.’
It was the first he knew I could play. I was 14.
Everything I own is for my paternal grandfather for the line ‘Just to have you back again’.
Mum, Dad and I lived with him for almost a year, and on Wednesday evenings, he, Dad and I would go up to the working men’s club and I would lead a sing song for the old timers. He died in 1974 and Dad and I were probably the last two people he remembered before passing away.
Wind Beneath my Wings is for my Mum. Every time I play it, she is there with me. Surprisingly it was not one of the songs she chose for her funeral service. She opted for Unchained Melody and You’ll Never Walk Alone, songs I can play, and amongst others, Mum would either sing or hum along.
Music has always played an important part in my life, and the most recent song to move me is Disturbed’s Sound of Silence.
And yes, I can play that too, but not as well as this.