about the first time you remember being thrilled.
a giant black conger eel (I was 8 years old at the time and
it was as big as me!) whilst fishing from the rocks behind a
pier in a wee fishing village called port-na-blagh in Donegal.
|What’s the slightest thing
to have thrilled you?
the word 'Yes' from my then girlfriend as she agreed to marry
me. We are now happily married for about 8 months.
|What’s the most frightening
yet thrilling thing you’ve done?
ride on the dueling dragons ride at Universal Studios, Orlando,
Islands of Adventure theme park whilst on honeymoon in Orlando.
Very scary because I hate rollercoasters but it was a thrill
too once it was over.
why you’re not completely sensible.
I was. Am I not?
the most uninhibited thing you’ve ever done?
a bit boring really, but I once made love, discretely obviously,
on a crowded beach in the middle of the day.
you considered doing for pleasure but were too concerned about
|I was thinking
about abseiling from the top of our local hospital one time
for charity, but I chickened out because I was afraid of heights
and of falling.
the event in one sentence (there’s time to expand later)
|As I said
earlier when I proposed to my then girlfriend and she said yes.
a bit about yourself around this time.
|I was doing
well in my work had just been given a promotion to a senior
design position which was unheard of for someone my age ( I
worked in an architects office preparing detailed working drawings),
although not an architect myself I left school early and had
built up quite a bit of experience. Things were going very well
with Shelagh and I as well as we had just moved in together
a few months earlier and things were working out great. The
obvious complications of Shelagh being slightly older than myself
and Shelagh's daughter, Rebecca maybe not accepting me living
with them. But to my delight it all turned out great! So at
this time in my life I guess you could say I was pretty darn
sequence of events leading up to your thrill. Try to remember
how you felt at each stage. The smallest detail could be important
(this is your chance to expand).
it was all pretty straightforward. We were lying in bed on
the Saturday morning of Shelagh's birthday, we had organised
a night out with all friends and family invited to celebrate
it. I brought her up breakfast (can of red coke and a bag
of sausage and tomato flavour crisps with 2 slices of bread
to make a crisp sambo, I had my usual cup of tea and biscuit)
before mentioning I needed petrol in my car and asking Shelagh
if she wanted to come with me for a drive as we get all our
petrol in southern Ireland because of the price difference
and the saving you make as we pay in sterling you get more
euro for your money.
Right so she agrees and we finish our breakfast, this calls
for another lie down (we tend to be lazy on Saturdays as Rebecca
is usually in her Daddy's from the night before) after some
mutual pleasure we make love and in the few minutes recovery
time afterwards we lie looking into one another’s eyes
and telling each other silly nice things and this is when
I mention that we could take a drive to Buncrana if she wanted,
to which she replied 'why would we want to drive to Buncrana',
(I should probably explain at this point, we live in Derry,
we buy our petrol over the border in Donegal which is 5 minutes
away but which is also on the way to Buncrana which is 20
minutes away which is where the Jewelers I had earmarked earlier
for buying the ring was situated) a question to which I replied
'that’s where Callaghan’s (the jewelers) is'.
She said 'what’s that' and just then an advertisement
came on the local TV station, Channel 9, advertising the wonderful
selection of engagement rings available at Callaghan’s
jewelers, Main st, Buncrana. So Shelagh jumped up out of the
bed and had this shocked look on her face, but a shocked happy
look and playfully hit me a few times but I held her arms,
took her back down beside me on the bed moved on top of her,
gave her a wee kiss on the forehead and asked her straight,
'Shelagh, will you marry me?' She gave me a wee soft gentle
kiss first on the lips then replied 'yes, of course I will'
your thoughts and feelings at the precise moment of thrill?
in my tummy than I had ever felt in my life, and there weren’t
any thoughts just how much I loved her at that moment
you do afterwards?
into the shower together, made love again then got dressed
and headed of to Buncrana to pick a ring. The feeling of walking
on air and excitement I can only compare to what I believe
tantric sex to be, it lasted all day. When we picked the ring
and had it measured we went to a cafe to have something to
eat and pass the time until it was ready. We couldn’t
eat, we couldn’t stop laughing, I felt sick, my stomach
felt empty, but I couldn’t eat anything. We called back
up to the jewelers about an hour later, still no ring. The
feeling of excitement had got to a ridiculous stage where
we could hardly walk or could hardly stop laughing. So we
went to the pub to calm ourselves.
It did calm us down for a while, I let Shelagh have a drink
as I had to drive. I was able to have a cigarette to help
me relax, where as Shelagh doesn’t smoke. We had only
just been able to stop laughing and catch our breath long
enough to realise it was 4:00pm and the ring would be ready
soon. So we headed off down the street again to pick up the
ring. I will never be able to accurately describe my / our
feelings that day. I felt so happy I felt like crying, so
sick with nerves and anticipation, so worried she might change
her mind, butterflies in my tummy, excitement like I hadn’t
felt from I was a child I could go on but I think you get
the picture. We collected the ring and went back to my car,
I carried the box. When we got into the car I turned to Shelagh
and took the ring out of the box, told her how much I loved
her (we were both crying at this point) and put the ring on
her finger. We had a big long hug. We were engaged. Wow, even
writing this down I'm feeling on top of the world again, I
haven’t thought about that day in as much detail since
Anyway while we were leaving Buncrana I felt an overwhelming
urge to roar, I still don’t know why but I did, right
out the window of the car like a mad man. I roared and shouted
as if Ireland had just won the world cup, but they hadn’t
unfortunately, although this was way better. This feeling
of wanting to shout and celebrate lasted well into the night.
When my parents arrived to celebrate what they thought was
Shelagh's birthday was actually the announcement of our engagement.
Then the same thing happened every time someone else arrived
at our house, friend’s family. Wow.
could have said no? I don’t think the thrill I have explained
is like skydiving or something, there weren’t really any
risks I can think of.
you imagine other people thought of you during and after the
|To be honest
I didn’t care less, I still don’t care. I have never
been on to worry about what other people think of me.
do you think about the event, and why?
it was a very happy day.
probably don’t understand how such a thing can thrill
you; explain it to them.
find someone like I have who is just right for them in every
way imaginable then they will understand, until that happens,
changes could have made the experience better, and why?
think of any.
anything you want to add?
appreciate if kept my all our names private, but by all means
use the report whatever way you need to, but substitute the
names for other names please.
Keep me informed of your progress if you get a chance, I’d
be interested to know if I have been of any help to you.