I wanted to leap into the air like Green Lantern or the Human Torch and land at Humpty's table. OK Humpty let's talk about your brother! I want the lowdown on these communists and I want it now!
But that was time enough. I didn't want to give old Humpty a heart attack. I stuffed the napkin into my collar and says: Oho but they're the curs, they're the bad wicked animals but Humpty never let on he heard me. But they've met their match this time. Oh yes, yes indeed. They've gone too far this time! John F. Kennedy. I said it like John Wayne, John Ayuff Kennedy. Yup! I said, they shore hay-yuv!
He gave the newspaper a stiff shake and up goes the glasses will you please keep quiet can't you see I'm trying to read.
The girl brought his breakfast and he folded up the newspaper what does he do then only lick his lips. Ah! he says, all delighted now. Then I pointed to it and laughed I says a good feed you can't beat it but he didn't say anything all I could hear was the clink of his fork munch munch.
Then I said: This is the place! This is it!
He looks at me with a rasher wobbling in front of his nose.
This is the place what? he says.
Where they spent their honeymoon of course!
What do you mean, honeymoon? Where who spent their honeymoon?
He hadn't a clue what I was talking about so I had to tell him the whole story right from the start.
I see he says and kept on looking at me but I knew he wasn't listening to the story half the time. So there you are, I says. Now I have to find the boarding house where they stayed. Over the Waves it was called. Do you know where it is?
No, he says I know nothing about this town I'm only here on business.
I was going to say all right all right there's no need to lose the head Humpty but I didn't get a chance for next thing up he gets and wipes his mouth and away off muttering with half the breakfast still lying there on the plate after him. That was a lot of use. Then the girl came back so I asked her. She said she didn't know but she could find out. I suppose you'll be here for a while she says looking at the big pile of stuff on the plate. Now you said it I said and started into it with the fork. I was scraping up the last bit of egg when she comes back with the manager. I understand you're looking for someplace I know Bundoran like the back of my hand. Where's Over the Waves I says bedad now and you have me there he says and scrunches up his face and starts all this scratching. I'll tell you what though, I could find out for you. I got more tea and then back he comes with this old lad he must have been about a hundred years of age. This man knows every mountain in Donegal, he says and your man looks at me with a face on him: I'm famous!
Yes! he says, Its true I do know every mountain in Donegal! whatever good that was, knowing mountains. But I didn't care he could know about any mountains he wanted all I wanted was the boarding house. When I said Over the Waves his face lit up aha! he says don't I know it well, I pass it every day on me way down from the post office. There you are! beams the manager, what did I tell you and the girl in behind him saying don't forget me now like a magician's assistant.
The old lad hobbled along beside me on the esplanade he was a bit like the gardener in the school for pigs for he was all talk about Michael Collins too except that he said he was the worst bastard ever was put on this earth because he sold out the country. Now you said it I said, and what about De Valera? When I said that he was away off again but I wasn't listening to a word he said. I was all jiggy and sparky again all I could think of was Over the Waves Over the Waves that was where it all began. Your man was still going Free Staters, he says, I'd give them two in the head apiece. There's the place you want he says, stabbing at it with his stick, down at the far end there. Its a bit of a walk but sure you have your health it'll not knock a flitter out of you. I nearly knocked him over the railings into the sea I was so excited. I walked up and down past the houses I don't know how many times. I'd look in the window and then look away again. I went in behind a parked car and tried to scrape off some of the dried stew on my jacket. It wouldn't come off so I had to go at it with a piece of broken lollystick. I thought to myself: That's a good one because I think it was a lollystick me and Joe were hacking at the ice with that day. I think it was. I'm nearly sure it was. All you could see was brass pots and big plants big rubber plants and pictures of horses or yachts hanging in the shadows but it didn't matter the houses were still in a sulk and they weren't going to come out of it no matter what you did. Look at us, they said. You won't get better houses than us and look not a sinner comes to stay. I'll tell you what I'll do houses I said. I'll click my Time Lord fingers and then what? Streams of children running round the place shouting look at me look at me sliding down the banisters and everything! Click and away off with the chairoplanes in the carnival and the whirligigs of the carousel wrapping up the town like a present in bright musical ribbons. Sea! I'd cry, big foamy breakers roaring in to crash against the sea wall. Delighted shrieks all along the strand. Boats by the dozen way out on the horizon. Trips around the lighthouse roll up! Oh yes you did Punch. Oh no I didn't. Oh yes you did Punch! Oh no I didn't youse bunch of cheeky little bastards!
Bacon and eggs frying and the smells floating out through the open windows. Women with veins hobbling along this is the best holiday we ever had. Yes indeed thanks to Francie Brady – the Time Lord. That would be good magic. I rang the doorbell, I sprang at it for I knew if I didn't I'd still be walking up and down when the summer really came round. No I'm sorry, its number twenty-seven not number seventeen. Oops sorry I said I don't know what made me say it that like that oops sorry it was like Toots or Little Mo out of the Beano, I don't know how many houses I called to after that ten or eleven or twelve or thirteen maybe but I shouldn't have called to any for if I had looked right the first time I'd have seen it was there all along. There was a nameplate with an anchor and a painted sailor man, and just over the door Over the Waves Rooms Available. I nearly ran away but I didn't I tidied myself up and coughed and scraped off the flysplats and the stew as best I could and then the door opens and there she was. I knew she'd look like that, a chain on her glasses and all.
There was no holding her once she got started oh she says its nothing now to what it used to be. In the old days I had twenty or thirty people at a time staying in this house and I says ah you probably wouldn't remember them all then but no she says that's where you're wrong old and all as I am, I never forget a face. I have a great memory for faces there's not one person stood in this house but I remember. Then she goes way back right to the very beginning of the old days. But the best year we ever had she says was the Eucharistic Congress, glory be I didn't think there was that amount of people to be found in the country, the crowds that used to land on that railway platform. Then of course after the war we had a lot over from England. And do you know what it is, not one of them would ever give you a bit of bother, paid their bills on time, never any fuss. Its not everyone's like that, I can tell you!
Are you all right for tea there, she says. I said: I am indeed.
Ah you'll have another drop she says. All right so I said.
I've had my share of important visitors too in my day, oh yes. Did you ever hear of Josef Locke? She pursed her lips and looked at me. I had never heard of him in my life but I stared over the rim of the cup and went: Josef Locke?