In the Beginning was the Word. I have always soaked up random knowledge like a sponge, which explains a slavish devotion to University Challenge, (pride in my infinitesimal contribution of right answers), and perhaps the contents of this blog. If books remain forever my first love, radio, or “the wireless”, runs a close second. According to Nietzsche life without music would be a mistake. He’s right of course, but for me music is supplementary to the written or spoken word. Sorry Kevin....
It may seem strange to start with an obituary, but this is the way I first came across Helen, when I was filling in the background to our Irish holiday, April 2025. For Helen’s...
This is one of those blogs which starts off with one subject and lands up with another, connected, but completely unexpected. Whilst I was drawn to the desolate beauty of the island, surrounded by...
During research to complete my series “Wanton Wenches & Incorrigible Rogues”, I came across this amazing and valuable piece of work. As several of my current protagonists – ones in whom I have a...
In our house, Valentia Island is iconic. If you knew the hair-raising, but much mocked, story of George’s first visit there, more than 70 years ago, with his Mum to buy a pig’s head...
The picture above is me with my man George at Big Pit National Coal Museum, Wales for my birthday treat 13 June 1986. I wish we were young again, but I think I’m still...
The railroad comes through the middle of the house. The railroad comes through the middle of the house. The trains all come through the middle of the house Since the company bought the land....
The Newgate Calendar of Prisoners, 1785-1845 contains a notice of Harriet’s crime, the theft of three silver spoons valued at 20 shillings (£1), a sum of course, far greater in value then than today....
Having once got into hot water over the word “Bog” which was taken as a slur, I was wary about “The Kerry Bog Village – 18th/19th Century”, and doubly so when we neared the...
When it comes to the actualité of Day Four, I have a memory lapse and here, I shall commit sacrilege: I can take or leave views. I like to be in among them rather...