That immediately brought my father to mind, because he said that a lot when I was growing up, and apparently imprinted it in my brain, along with a whole host of other stuff.
So I pondered about it, and realized that I didn't know where that phrase came from.
So I googled.
It seems that a fellow named Douglas Corrigan was denied his application to make a nonstop flight from New York to Ireland, because his plane was deemed unsafe.
So a couple of years later, in 1938, he flew from California to Brooklyn, and when he was supposed to return to California, he flew the "wrong way" and ended up in Ireland, after all. The story is quite interesting, and you can read it HERE
And that's where the saying "wrong way Corrigan" comes from.
The other day I took Lois to lunch, I think it was my turn. We were the first patrons of the season at the Up River Cafe.
Smile Lois. It's delicious!!!
A great view, and awesome food.
The "Circles" baby wrap is finished and gone.
Today I did some weaving, then I did something I have wanted to do for a while.
I made homemade pasta.
I must say I did ok for my first attempt.
And it was delicious.
Then I spent the afternoon with my granddaughter. She is very musically inclined.
I love that girl.