Early Medieval Irish Book Art
One of the first books I ever bought was called Shadows on Glass. It depicted life in rural Ireland in emotive black and white photos.
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.
I was speaking to a friend at the beginning of the week and he told me a story about an encounter with an author whom I had loved to read at the age of seventeen.
On lighting a fire… from above
On Sunday, we were invited to a friend’s place for raclette – one of those Swiss meals that start with an apero late afternoon (on this occasion, with home baked rosemar
‘Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience’
Ralph Waldo Emerson
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It might seem strange, but one of my pass-times as a teenager was reading dictionaries. Brewer’s Dictionary of Phrase and Fable, for example, was an all time favourite.
Apologies for my absence here @the water of recent. This was due to the illness and death of my mother, combined with a trip to Ireland for her funeral last week.
FRONTI NULLA FIDES
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Place no trust in appearances
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For all of my faithful blog readers.