Mobile music.

I'm on the train.

The train to Cork that is.  I'm on my way to see the legend himself, Mr Bob Dylan, who is playing at the Marquee tonight.  Last week I won tickets to see another legend in the music industry, Ms Dolly Parton, who was also playing in Cork.  But, as I was working and had time off to make this trip already booked, I couldn't go.  So being the very generous daughter/sister that I am, I gave the tickets to my mother and sister.  Turns out, they were VIP tickets, and the ladies were treated to access to the VIP lounge (which allowed them access to the VIP toilets, to which there was no queue, oh the luxury!) free drinks, great seats and a brilliant performance.  (Big sigh!!)  I don't think Bob will be affording me the same treatment tonight, except for the brilliant performance, I hope!!

Anyway, before I got on this train, I travelled to the station by the Luas.  That journey lasted 30 mins.  And for the whole journey I, along with the rest of my travelling companions, we're treated to a one sided conversation by a very loud spoken 'gentleman' on his mobile phone.

I could probably write a three act tragedy that would bring the house down and leads to a standing ovation from the side of the conversation that I heard.  Actually, it could probably be a one man show as I don't think the person on the other end of the line (Maggie) ever got a word in.  I won't bore you with the details, but it was the usual scenario that makes up a good tragedy.  Man loves woman, man drinks Bulmers (only had one), man hits woman, man professes undying love for woman, man gets adamant and is never going to speak to his brother again, man gets angry and curses woman, man swears undying love for the Pybald, man promises he wasn't in the pub, man swears he is on the Luas on the way home, man gets remorseful and professes undying love for woman, man swears he didn't kick the dog, man promises he will bring his brother to rehab, man asks what's for dinner...

Maybe it should be a comedy!

I was very glad to get off that train and get on to this one.  Lots of empty seats and a very quiet carriage.

Then it started.

Woman from Kerry rings home and has a conversation with 'Julia'.  Julia is now aware of the Kerry womans ETA and pick up point, as am I! Julia now knows about Kerry woman's two trips to TK Maxx in the city and how one branch, the big one in Blanchardstown, was great and the other, the one in Henry Street, was useless.  Julia also now knows, as do I, about Sean's vegetable and flower plot and how he has concocted a very convoluted way of irrigating and heating the plants that even Monty Don (who??) wouldn't be able to follow...

Seriously?

I too made arrangements by phone to be picked up.  But I did it very quietly, using my phone, but by sending a text.  Nobody else on the train heard...

My nephew made this same journey last week, and when he arrived he complained about a fellow traveller playing loud music.  I think I'd prefer loud music now rather than mad conversations.  Kerry woman is still talking, but Julia is long gone, she is chatting now to a stranger who picked the wrong seat.

I'm going to (try to) read my book now and maybe I'll get lost in mystery and murder, before I'm actually up for committing one!