Things I love… No.
One of the perks of being a free-lance journalist is that I get to meet a lot of very interesting people – movers and shakers.
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The warmth of summer has followed a very wet spring – but this too has its beauty.
The air in the garden smells of green and all things scented – heavy and sweet.
My life in lyrics
Everyone knows exactly where they were when Elvis died. I remember vividly because I was in Teelin, Co. Donegal when I got the news.
‘with rings on her fingers…
and bells on her toes,
she shall have music wherever she goes…’
Ring out the old, bring in the new
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