Archives for June 2011
Brainstorm: Dawn of the Damp
Achill Island. 1999. A different decade. A different millennium. Driving, interminable rain sweeps in over Keel strand and down from lofty Slievemore. Dark thunderous clouds roll and boil in the grim skies overhead. And there, huddled and damp, in a… continue reading »
Family Album: The Terrible Agony of the White Phone When it Doesn’t Ring (Or Maybe When it Does)
There really wasn’t that much to do. Back in damp-priest-riddled, early-80s Ireland. Especially if you were a wife and mother. Choices were stark and choices and simple. And really limited. You could sit munching a communion wafer (or sucking an… continue reading »
