Singing The Phone Book

My son is getting married on Saturday and I’ve been asked to say a few words. Most of them will come in the form of a song, you won’t be surprised to hear.

It’s so much easier to get to the heart of the matter with a song.

And, given the choice, I would or should have written a song to put my thoughts and feelings into words, at all occasions that required a more complex, detailed or deeper form of expression.

School exams. Interviews. Funerals. Asking them out. Pep-talks to the weans. Proposals. And responses to cold call telephone sales reps.

But, so far, I’ve only been chancing my hand at weddings.

One day I will spread my wings and fly….

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