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Margot McCuaig

Writer, Filmmaker, Mother, Grandmother

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The sounds of summer.
Late dinner guest.
All the greens, yellows, oranges, reds, blues and pinks. And some white hair. Can you smell the air? Hear the waves kiss the shore? I hope so.
When you’re trying to capture the moment and it’s not quite happening, these are the moments to keep.
Lovely to have written a piece for today’s @sunday.post on the emotions of football. I wrote about the opening match of the men’s World Cup in 1998 when Scotland played Brazil and in particular watching my children as they watched the game on a big screen at Celtic Park (laid on for staff and their children). The kids in that lounge were so full of hope, with saltires painted brightly on their faces. In those moments it was beautiful to see (and hear) hope and joy, especially when John Collins scored. We know how it ended, and we know that it took Scotland until 2019 to feature in another major tournament, when the women finally took the nation to the World Cup, but passions run high in sport and being in the moment is all that matters. And the panini stickers of course.
How’s your Sunday going? I’m back home at Maoil na nDreas on #Rathlin and the sun is shining. There’s an awful lot not right with this world but for a moment I let myself feel the sea breeze in my hair and the sun on my skin and i was able to imagine a better future. Happy Sunday.

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The sounds of summer.
Late dinner guest.
All the greens, yellows, oranges, reds, blues and pinks. And some white hair. Can you smell the air? Hear the waves kiss the shore? I hope so.
When you’re trying to capture the moment and it’s not quite happening, these are the moments to keep.
Lovely to have written a piece for today’s @sunday.post on the emotions of football. I wrote about the opening match of the men’s World Cup in 1998 when Scotland played Brazil and in particular watching my children as they watched the game on a big screen at Celtic Park (laid on for staff and their children). The kids in that lounge were so full of hope, with saltires painted brightly on their faces. In those moments it was beautiful to see (and hear) hope and joy, especially when John Collins scored. We know how it ended, and we know that it took Scotland until 2019 to feature in another major tournament, when the women finally took the nation to the World Cup, but passions run high in sport and being in the moment is all that matters. And the panini stickers of course.
How’s your Sunday going? I’m back home at Maoil na nDreas on #Rathlin and the sun is shining. There’s an awful lot not right with this world but for a moment I let myself feel the sea breeze in my hair and the sun on my skin and i was able to imagine a better future. Happy Sunday.

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