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Without the knocking at the door, everything would be so different that at times he was afraid to think of it, and he consoled himself with the notion that perhaps…
Reading F Scott Fitzgerald’s The Crack-Up I came across a reference to a William Seabrook: William Seabrook in an unsympathetic book tells, with some pride and a movie ending, of…
On May 10th, 1943, a stray mine washed ashore in the Rosses of Donegal. What happened next is recounted in this Irish Times piece on a memorial unveiled in 1999:…
Fortunately hedgehogs continue to visit my own garden… difficult to estimate as I have not perhaps been there as much after dark compared to last year, but certainly a presence.…
As it stands, my last contribution to the Social Affairs Unit blog is this piece on two novels written by (firstly) Ryan Russell, Tim Mullen (Thor), FX, Dan “Effugas” Kaminsky, Joe Grand, Ken…
Came across an interesting Irishman’s Diary on Lough Neagh by Paul Clements from 2008 . Some highlights: Lough Neagh was famed in the past for its winter floods and many people…
Brittasdryland (Bhriotás an Drílinnigh) – “Briotás” a borrowing from Anglo-French “bretesche”, wooden stronghold from “big oak tree” (see here and here) and “Dreeling” Lousybush (Sceach na Míol): And my favourite, Mortgagefields which sounds…
Originally posted on Leaves & Pages:
I Heard the Owl Call My Name by Margaret Craven ~ 1967. This edition: Clarke, Irwin & Co., 1977. Softcover. ISBN: 0-7720-0617-2. 138 pages. My…
Séamus Sweeney 