I went to each of the three concerts when Leonard was in Dublin in June. I spent the Sunday out around town because it was such a beautiful day (before the third concert, during which it rained in the end) and carried the Book of Longing with me all day in case I would happen to bump into him.. obviously enough, I didn't.
But I heard a rumour that night that he was staying at the Gresham. I decided to head up there the next morning in the hope that I would be lucky enough to meet him there.
I was hungover and really tired on Monday morning but I told myself I'd regret it if I didn't try so I went off up to the Gresham and sat in the lobby with that morning's Guardian and the Book of Longing.
And luckily enough within about 15/20 minutes Leonard arrived into the Lobby, dressed as smartly as always, wrapped up warm to head out for a walk about town. I approached him on the steps outside the hotel, tapped him on the shoulder and said "Excuse me Leonard."
I was hopelessly nervous which was very obvious I imagine. I said I just wanted to thank him for the past three nights, and that it was a privilege to have seen him in concert. He responded that the privilege was all theirs. Gesturing with my book I explained that I'd been carrying it around in the hope that I might meet him and would he mind signing it. He replied "of course", took the book, but instead of the pen I was offering, took his own (much nicer) pen from his jacket and proceeded to write in the book. He asked my name, Oisin, and inevitably the spelling of it, and I found it very hard to believe that I was telling Leonard Cohen how to spell my name.
As he carefully inscribed the book I asked a few small questions about the tour, life on the road, the hotel, where he was going next, and he answered that it was good to be on the road again, that he had stayed in that hotel on a previous visit also, and that he would be going to Manchester next.
He handed the book back, I thanked him, we shook hands I wished him good luck with the rest of the tour.
I felt an odd mix of emotions that day.. delighted to have met him, chatted a little and that he signed my book.. and a curious embarrassment, that I had gone to such lengths as to wait outside his hotel, that I had been so nervous and clumsy, and that I hadn't been more relaxed, open and engaging in conversation.
As time goes by the embarrassed emotions fade and I am left just with the delight of having briefly met Leonard and completing my Book of Longing.
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