
My heart is in my mouth
The minutes are ticking away. It’s getting closer to 3.30 (Budapest time). My nerves have been at me since I got up this morning. I’ve
The minutes are ticking away. It’s getting closer to 3.30 (Budapest time). My nerves have been at me since I got up this morning. I’ve
Last count, I’d reinvented myself eight times. Eight times, I’ve started over, begun a new life, moved to a new city or country where no
There’s a pub at home that’s slowly sinking into the bog, evidenced by the creamy collars of pints of Guinness tilting unevenly to one side
I caught the tail-end of mass in the village this morning. Of the 60 or so people in the congregation, I might have been one
I’m told that the best place to find a farmer husband in Ireland is at the National Ploughing Championships, a three-day mid-week event that this
I travel. Quite a bit. And I’m no stranger to unusual ‘bring back’ requests, but this was the first time I’d been asked to bring
I love having you home, but I couldn’t afford it if you moved home permanently. So said a mate of mine as we spent a
Last night was Eleventh Night, the night before 12 July where at many places in Belfast and around Northern Ireland, hundreds of thousands of pounds
Going to Belfast and not visiting the Titanic museum is a little like going to Agra and not seeing the Taj Mahal. Or so I
I’m a fan of tall tales, stories that require a huge leap of faith were one to take them literally. I like legends of all