I see him standing there, across the tramlines, and I can not keep my eyes away from him. I don’t think he notices me staring, but he may have already spotted me, and is just playing it cool.He is wearing my school uniform. He is around sixteen or seventeen years old. He is camp in [...]
Some lovely photos taken by my sister of the launch on 19th September 2005.
The papers are out. I’ve come to realise the enormous effort it takes to get column inches in the press, and can see how good the folks are in Hot Press to have encouraged a mention in the Irish Times yesterday, and today, a photo and a mention in the Sunday Tribune and [...]
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I had an interview with Matt Cooper on The Last Word, Today FM’s news and interview programme. I arrived in a bit of a fluster, having gotten a bit lost, and it was straight in, rabbit on, and out the door in ten minutes. I felt I was a bit speedy.
The launch was a great success – I couldn’t fault it if I wanted to. It was great to see so many of my friends there, including some I’d not seen in years. My folks stole the show, naturally, as they should. Marsha Hunt was spectacularly right for the occasion, funny and [...]
A memorable day. Met the fascinating and deeply impressive Marsha Hunt, who is launching the books on Monday. Neither of us could really figure out why she was invited to do the launch, and yet after an hour with her, we realised we had such a lot in common, and I was delighted.
Then, [...]
There’s a palm tree in the back garden of my parents’ house in Dublin. About ten or twelve feet high, it has leaves like swords, fierce and young and straight at the top, bristling vertical, needle-sharp. Circling outwards, the more mature leaves broaden and sag to horizontal. Underneath them all, the oldest leaves hang down, [...]
The Dodder is a river I have always known – from my first early memories of Ball’s Bridge, before we moved when I was six, to the corner near the Dropping Well, where these photos were taken this evening, just as the light was fading. I had to escape the house. I had brought copies [...]
There is something about time that has always interested me. The nature of it, the mystery of it. The feel and the touch of it, the music of it. The doldums and the storms of it. It’s why I love astrology, which, while failing to offer explanations, to me anyway, at least offers [...]
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