Who knows where the time goes?

A few years ago{40 maybe}we in our ignorance smiled at our parents when they said "Make sure you put that radio back on Radio Eireann before you go to bed-we want to hear the news in the morning".
We didn't realize at that time that technology had passed them by. Now my turn has come! I must admit I do not like that feeling but what can one man do?
Who knows where the time goes said dear old Sandy Denny-how right she was.

Some time ago my friend Dominic Madden and I recorded a C.D. of songs we had written. My son persuaded me to put the C.D. on sale on Google Play. So far so good. He did his usual whizzing on the keys and assured me that the deed was done and the C.D. was loaded and ready for action. He then went on his merry way.
On the following day I thought "I must have a look at our C.D. on Google Play" Could I find it? -not a hope. I had to wait until my son's next visit. I explained my predicament and he smiled indulgently(as I myself had done so many years ago). For God's sake "he says"Its so very simple(mutter,mutter,"like yourself")

Step 1. Google play.
Step 2. music
Step 3. Type "Fartulla" in search box
Step 4: Up comes lifelines

Could anything be simpler and here was I wading through mountains of rappers, heavy metallers, teeny boppers, lounge lizards and lowdown jazz rats, when I could have been listening to sweet music ;sweet as the Cuckoo in May. Music mystic and beautiful as the Summer dawn, music to lure the bird from the flock.