A Chance Encounter
We met on a Friday lunchtime in Katz Deli in Manhattan. The attendant couldn’t quite grasp my Irish brogue. Pastrami with but-ter and tomato Instead of Paw-straw-me with butter and…
We met on a Friday lunchtime in Katz Deli in Manhattan. The attendant couldn’t quite grasp my Irish brogue. Pastrami with but-ter and tomato Instead of Paw-straw-me with butter and…
It was bright, cold with a blanket of blue sky. The usual sound of children's laughter couldn't even be heard in the distance. There was strangely no sound. No sound…
We became friends on Facebook nearly a year ago. Over that time both of us discovered that we had similar tastes in music and books, and of course, sports. We…
Telling the story risks nothing … wanting to become the story only invites trouble. Two men. One, a failed writer from London looking for excitement through conflict tourism. The other,…
It’s just a coat, yes, I know it was your father’s, but still, it’s just a coat. Through 53 years of marriage, she had lived with that coat but never…
There is something deeply unsettling about doing something for the last time and even more so when every fibre of your being knows it won’t be your last. You convince…
It took a second for his heart to return to a normal rhythm and then he shuffled his way in his worn slippers out to the front door, and there…
In 2011, the government, under Enda Kenny, recognising the immense potential of the Irish dairy sector, attracted a staggering €700 million investment that brought prosperity to farmers and rural communities.…
My Beloved M, I witness you sinking into that familiar worn chair, your exhaustion evident now that the Christmas Eve guests have departed. Christmas, our cherished time, etched in memories…
I noticed the flames from the bonfire in the distance. I had become used to this sight each year. For the past number of years, I had learned to blend…