Posts that make me laugh uncontrollably are very high on my agenda and I’m seldom disappointed by my fellow Co. Waterfordian blogger, Clare Scott. Her latest post Fannying Around still has me chuckling.
In the midst of our banter in the comments, the matter of rants and a ‘rant-up’ arrived on the agenda.
It brought me back to a ‘rant-up’ of sorts in which I participated wholeheartedly some years back with my mother and young son. He was about six at the time and Mother was nearing eighty.
We’d all had a ferociously frustrating week so piled into the car on a dark December Friday afternoon and headed to Garrarus Beach. The sea was wild; it was windy as hell but we all scrambled out of the car and screamed, and Screamed and SCREAMED and S C R E A M E D.
It was one of the most cathartic occasions of my entire life and the fact that it was shared made it all the better.
Here’s the haiku that I wrote later that evening to make sure I’d never forget it!
three generations
screaming in wild frustration
the tide turned in shock
So, if anyone is on for a rant-up, you know where to come. Stand here on Social Bridge and shout and scream your frustrations away. Your salt tears will be swept into the ever-forgiving salty sea.
SOCIAL BRIDGE ~ Jean Tubridy connecting with you from Ireland 
Haha!Love it Jean…and thanks. I really like the idea of screaming. If I started giving out (some might say I have started…) I’d never stop but screaming…I could do that. See you at Garrarus for the next storm! 😀 😀
Hi Clare, that’s a deal. See you there!
Ummm, the ocean can absorb whatever we throw at it. It’s pretty understanding that way. 😀
Whatever you do, it just waves back at you. Friendly like.
Hello Paul, yes the ocean is beyond amazing, though demands respect!
So rousing and heart warming Jean. I can imagine you three.
The haiku is really good!!
Val x
Thanks Val. I must have looked the odd one out as my son inherited Mother’s burnished gold hair and sense of mischief, She was definitely the leader of that expedition.
Glad you like the haiku.
What a delightful invitation! I might take you up on it someday. I loved envisioning you and your mom and son screaming away. I’ve seen desperate people (ie, young dads with new babies) do that in their pillows. :-0 Yikes. I think the ocean is a much better location.
Hello RW, you’re more than welcome and we have lots and lots of little coves and big beaches around here. The ocean is certainly the perfect location for this and so many more activities.
What a novel idea! Do you still do it? 🙂
Hi SV, was only thinking about you this morning and here you are! Haven’t done it for a while now but always know it’s something very helpful to do if everything gets beyond the beyonds.
In my 20s, I used to go down to the seafront regularly to scream into the wild brine wind. Life was not easy then, living in a bedsit, working in an office and only have £8 a week left over each week for food and electricity. I think those screams were very therapeutic and save me from many an emotional meltdown. The vastness and power of oceans, sort of puts things in perspective.
Sarah, great to find a kindred spirit. You’re absolutely right about the ocean putting things into perspective.
What a great way of making the tide turn 🙂
I tried it as King Canute in a kid’s play and it didn’t work so this was the answer!
You’ve surpassed Canute with your powers of magic. Cool!
Well, the level of screaming was beyond measurement!
The power of poetry and a screaming trio – no competition…
LOL
I love the idea and your haiku equally. I wish my nearest coastline wasn’t smack bang in the middle of Dublin city. I’d have way too much competition, screaming here 😉
Hi Tara, thanks for writing. Wait for a good stormy day and your screams will only be heard by the sea!