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Month: October 2017
Tick Tock, Tick Tock… back goes the clock
It's an old photo but a real one, not a digital image on a screen. It's crumpled and bears the scars of time just as we do now. There is a group of us standing together. Well, it's more like a huddle. It was taken in the West of Ireland. In January. On New Year’s… Continue reading Tick Tock, Tick Tock… back goes the clock
The Red City
Dearly departed Dads
I have attended three funerals and a wedding in the past six weeks. Doesn't have quite the same ring to it as Four Weddings and a Funeral. It's a lot of sadness in a short space of time, a lot of pain, a lot of goodbyes. Sitting in cold churches bracing myself for the bravery… Continue reading Dearly departed Dads
Samhain
This is the excerpt for your very first post.
The Sparkly Shell 