P*&&*d off
I count. Obsessively. Steps. Station stops. Train carriages. Luggage coming off the carousel. Don’t know where it comes from, or why I do it. I
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The lifetime role of expectations
I’ve been back in Ireland for about 48 hours and already I’m in trouble. I’m fighting an addiction – not the fags – haven’t had
To answer or not to answer…
There’s something quintessentially Irish about popping in on a friend unannounced. There’s no need for phone calls to see if they’ll be there. You take
Brussels sprouts and bourbon barrel cake
Yet another Christmas Day dinner has been enjoyed and with it, another year of marvelling at the seemingly universal hatred of Brussels sprouts. I am
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