Saint George, Saint Andrew, Saint David – I suppose there is a bit of a revival going on to celebrate their patronage of England, Scotland and Wales. But such a renewal has never been necessary for Saint Patrick, carried high and proud by the Irish the world over. I don’t know why is it so. … Continue reading Drown Your Shamrock
Category: Belonging
It Goes Without Saying
“He knows he’s good at it, there’s no need to tell him.” Well, maybe he doesn’t know, maybe he doubts himself, maybe there is a need to tell him. “She knows we all appreciate her – that we couldn't do it without her, why state the obvious?” Because maybe it’s not obvious to her, that’s … Continue reading It Goes Without Saying
Friends
My friends: where would I be without them? These days, as I’m still in the early stages of finding new friends – and it’s much easier to find pennies lying on the street than it is to find new friends – my old friends support me from afar. They shout from the wings: line prompts, … Continue reading Friends
Longing and Belonging
I’m heading home later today, to the north coast of County Antrim. It’s not long since I’ve been there, just over three months, and although I don't live there anymore, and I’ve not lived there for any great length of time in twenty odd years, I still look on it as home. I suppose I … Continue reading Longing and Belonging