I dream of it everyday
at night before I pray
Ballymaloe on my toast
or crumpets, bacon the most
This relish a tomato
delight made by heaven’s own
Only angel’s can make
This taste on which is great
It takes me away
To Cork my happy place
Kinsale where I belong
and sing a happy song
Of Ballymaloe and all
things Cork I’m enthralled
I miss it all so much
I feel the taste, what a rush!
My black and white
pudding bare, a sight!
For without Ballymaloe
The food dry as a bone
Only Corks finest
will ever do your highness
You mighty relish, bacon,
sausages, pudding, I’m dreamin’
I sleep now with thoughts
of you in whose net I’m caught
Ballymaloe and all things
Cork happy are indeed my dreams
* All things Ballymaloe and Cork are on my link/blogroll section should you wish to investigate the wonders of the relish, their other products and indeed Cork all of which I highly recommend. Enjoy!
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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