Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high
There’s a land that I’ve heard of once in a lullaby.
These were the lyrics that came to my mind when I had to say “good bye” to you today my dear old friend. I don’t know if there is a place over the rainbow, but if there is, then it’s good to know that you are there, just the way you used to be, looking at me with a big smile on your face and making some joke, or asking me if we could get a guitar and sing together again like in the old days when we were very young.
I am pretty sure that you would have picked that song because that was one of our best pieces 🙂 at least we thought so and we never missed that one.
I will be looking for you over the rainbow 🙂
The only thing that I haven’t learned yet is how to stay with the same book when you have loads of them around waiting to be read. That’s the reason why I have my bedroom books and my lunch table books, my English books and my safety books which I have read 25+ times, but still need to overread, my travelling books and books that I haven’t read yet but am going to read very soon, therefore I need them to be held somewhere near me just in case that I would like to peep into them now and then. That sounds still good like I could read more books, but it’s not always like that . It means also that sometimes some very good ones have been left and forgotten. Maybe it just has not been their time yet and they have much more to tell me some other time. That’s my explanation why I still haven’t got through two of Edward Rutherfurd’s, one of my favourite author’s, books which I bought just because I wanted to walk through the history of Ireland with him before I go there in my real life. We had matched so well when we were walking through London, had a journey through Russian history in “Russka” and not to mention wandering around in The Forest. And I so much wanted to get these books about Ireland and now I have spent my days with the Game of the Thrones, Merchant Princes, the Chronicles of Amber and lots of others.
Ireland is called the Emerald Island because of its green countryside. For the very first time that name was used by the Irish poet William Drennan, in his poem “When Erin first rose”. Erin is a name that is derived from the Irish word Éirinn that means Ireland. A little bit of googling showed me that the name was originally given to the island by the Milesians after the goddess Ériu, who was one of the three goddess sisters, who all wanted the island to be called after her name. Although there are not real emeralds found in Ireland I got mine from there. They are nice and green and symbolize the greenness of the island and as they are shiny and glittering they look like the real emeralds. It seems that they have been inspired from the Claddagh Ring because there are the same symbols – the heart, the crown, and the hands. It was the best Birthday Present I could ever imagine.
They say that the Diamonds are the Girls’ Best Friends. Ok, there’s of course, some truth in it, who doesn’t like jewellery or other glittering things, but diamonds are maybe a bit overestimated. Girls, I’m pretty sure that all over the world and in all possible ages, love to be paid attention to and especially to be given something that proves it. Girls love things that have the meaning and have their story to tell and help to remind some beautiful moments from the past. Somewhere in Dublin is an amazing shop that is called 
Dublin Accent 