I'm sorry, I can't help myself, being a proud mother. Finn (appropriate name for a marine scientist, eh? short for Findabhair of course) is setting sail tomorrow on this amazing research vessel, the Celtic Explorer, Ireland's finest, for two weeks work on cold water coral. She's doing her Masters of Science in NUI Cork after getting her B.Sc. Honours in NUI Galway. There have been some rough weather warnings, so she may be in for big swells, but she is her mother's daughter and has sea legs and stomach. We were talking about the day the two of us took a small ferry from Inisheer after eating big fries for breakfast at 7:00 am. When things got hairy on the ferry, with Spanish students throwing up over the sides, we were fine. A bit green, but otherwise fine. (What on earth were we thinking? A 'big fry' in Ireland means bacon, egg, sausage, mushrooms and tomatoes. Sometimes blood pudding and beans but we didn't go there.) Fair winds and following seas, m'girl!
I was born in Ireland and grew up in Toronto, Canada with my seven sisters and two brothers. Left home at seventeen to live in a commune, then headed off across Canada with my pal, Carole, and we hitch-hiked around California for months, then back up to Vancouver(Van as we called it then) and across Canada with two more pals, Linda and Peggy. A year later, headed off to Malaysia and Borneo with Jeunesse Canada Monde/Canada World Youth for a year. Baik-lah! Back home, went to Trinity College at the University of Toronto (posh blokes) while also joining the Canadian Naval Reserve as an Officer Cadet. Trained on the east and west coasts of Canada every summer. Great fun. Then what? Hmm. Started to write books, dodgy personal life (that's personal but let's just say it's been a long time between drinks) started to wander around the world, had a darling daughter, settled down in Ireland, wrote more books.