Category Archive: Story telling

Angel watching over

My life is like a broken stair winding round a ruined tower and leading nowhere. Tennyson Once upon a summer day in a hedgerow humming with honeysuckled bees, we made a chilling discovery. A… Continue reading

Trails

A word has come spiralling down the rabbit hole from my childhood: ‘Shellety Horn’ – our word for snail. I am wondering if that was an Irish thing. Or perhaps it was a Cork… Continue reading

Tying the knot

There are times when the most ordinary things take on a beauty of their own and their story has to be told… P.S. I can hardly blame you if you are thinking: A:… Continue reading

The man from Bologna

I picked up a man on the beach the other day. Yes, it’s true. I had strolled down to Trá Crua with our dog, Nellie, and there he was. It’s quite unusual to… Continue reading

A load of bull

Once upon a sunny Sherkin day I decided to take the children up to see the lighthouse at the other end of the island. It must have been about four years ago so… Continue reading