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Bleak. Barren. Beautiful. It’s hard to describe the scenery in New Mexico, especially as you drive towards the Arizona border and the competing beauty of
Bleak. Barren. Beautiful. It’s hard to describe the scenery in New Mexico, especially as you drive towards the Arizona border and the competing beauty of
It’s been a long time since I’ve driven so far. It’s been years since I used to drive 306 miles to play 36 holes of
A good friend of mine once told me that he envied me my faith. Another, a confirmed ‘dirt man’, thought that it must make life
I can bitch and moan with the best of them. Depending on the day that’s in it and the mood I’m in, it’s either glass
Driving around the biggest of the six Hawaiian islands is like reading a book of fascinating and at times, amusing, roadsigns. You’d think they’d be
I’ve discovered a lot about myself this past week, particularly about the importance/significance of exaggeration in my life. I’m Irish, ergo I’m predisposed to storytelling.
Last Saturday, I was in Ireland at my oldest friend’s wedding. She’s not the oldest person I know, but aside from my family, she’s the
Last night I heard that my best friend had died. She’d been trying to get hold of me all week but my phone wasn’t answering.
It’s been a long week and so many things happened to be grateful for. The success of the Gift of the Gab and the money
I’m in the witness protection programme – or, at least that’s what I tell anyone with a camera within snapping distance. ‘Please don’t take my