Are there days when you just don't know which direction you should be going?
... wandering around, back and forth, looking for pointers
And then suddenly you see the way forward - a clear direction
Nothing stopping you now
|Flat calm, with Carlingford yacht club in the background|
Coined by Sylvia Wright in Harper’s Magazine (The Death of Lady Mondegreen, Nov 1954) from a mishearing of a line in the Scottish ballad The Bonnie Earl O' Moray: "They have slain the Earl O' Moray, / And laid him on the green" (misheard as “Lady Mondegreen”).
And it is now defined as a misheard lyric which gives it a new and humorous meaning ...
|Looking out to the Irish Sea at Kilkeel Harbour|