
A Family Escapade © Bernard Carney 1996
I remember back in Dublin when i was just a kid
It makes me laugh to think about the things my family did
But of all the silly stories my fondest memories
Are of the days we packed a picnic
And went off to see the sea
The train was black with people
We were standing in the aisles
When we got there it was raining
And the tide was out for miles
But with the cockles and the mussels
And the buckets and the spades
We'd be off on a family escapade
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We'd go to Dollymount to Malahide
Dun Laoghaire or to bray
And if the sun would show itself
We'd stay there all the day
With the cockles and the mussels
And the buckets and the spades
We'd be off on a family escapade
We'd be off along the boreens a racing to the sand
With our towels and our togs and our lunches in our hand
There’d be brown banana sandwiches
We'd eat them all the same
They were always full of sand
We thought it's how they got their name
Grandad had his flask of holy water so he said
He often got so holy that we thought that he was dead
So we covered him in sand and put a bottle at his head
All on a family escapade
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My father gathered wood and made a fire in the sand
Ma would make the tea and throw some rashers in the pan
Then we'd boil a pot of winkles up
And eat them with a pin
And be packing up and leaving
By the time the tide came in
The train was overloaded
But we crushed up and we crammed
The carriages would rock us and the weariness was grand
Until ma remembered grandad was still lying in the sand
All on a family escapade
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