I have never wanted to be sixteen again - terrible age, terrible time and yet thinking about youth has much to offer - if I could go back to being sixteen knowing what I know now life would be so much easier - wimin for a start would be less surprising - though is that true for I never cease to be surprised. And would knowing more at sixteen or indeed fifty five help us through life - i don't think so, now that I think about it. Because being Icarus - nice title for a book/song/poem - Being Icarus - hmm - being Icarus-like, surely the seeking, the finding out, the looking for is the quest of life - where are those feathers and wax? Here is something I came across - isn't it great that singer-songwriters continue to invent... love it - btw the wonderful Frank McGuinness has a new play at the Tricycle - Greta Garbo Came to Donegal http://www.tricycle.co.uk/current-programme-pages/theatre/theatre-programme-main/greta-garbo-came-to-donegal/ and everyone should go if they can:
