I stand alongside her, too antsy to sit and too scared to wake her. I cross my arms and stare at her sleeping face. She had changed so much these past few years in the nursing home. I want to leave and I feel guilty for wanting that. Nanny Ballingarry we called her in our… Read More Waiting for bed
I am on the train from Cork to Limerick Things are going well, I am working away quietly at an empty table of four, when we pull into Mallow and the train fills up. A Dublin woman sits across from me and I instantly get the smell of cider from her breath. It has just… Read More Judging Books
It was the beginning of a long day on the back of a long night. I had fled the morning after scene, leaving a buddy asleep in my flat, and hit the road. I was sober, but just barely. Close to 9am, I am 30 minutes from the heart of Dublin when I hear sirens… Read More Two penalty points and a 80 euro fine.
I recently spent a weekend working in the outskirts of Dublin. I was surrounded by picturesque countryside, a multitude of mysterious roads leading to unknown destinations and I was staying in a majestic castle. Unfortunately, I was not able to indulge in these pleasures. I had a tight schedule, from morning to night, I had… Read More Running in the dark