Category: Update
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Books
I have removed my books from EBAY.uk for the moment. You will all be advised when and where they will be available at a later date. Sorry for any inconvenience, but send me a pm and I will get a copy to you.
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Moving House.
My wife and I have bought a new house and moved in. That’s why you have not heard much from me for the past few weeks. But now that we are in our new home, which is deeper into the countryside and a neighbouring county the work shall begin. It might be slow at first,…
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Paul’s Story – New Book 2
It was at Mick Harte’s funeral that I first met Paul Quinn, a popular and friendly man who was, before this occasion, a stranger to me. Paul, however, had been a very good friend to my Uncle Mick and he had, I was to discover, helped my father’s brother to avoid the full penalty of…
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The Bride
An Irish Poem The bridal veil hangs o’er her brow; The ring of gold is on her finger; Her lips have breathed the marriage vow. Why should she at the altar linger? Why wears her gentle brow a shade? Why dim her eye, when doubt is over? Why does her slender form for aid Lean…
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Biddy’s – Cure at the Graves of Saints
At Dromahaire Abbey, in County Leitrim, many years ago there was a man saying his prayers in a part of the sacred enclosure. It is said that, when he rose from his knees, he took an iron spoon that lay under a slab covering a grave and put his hand into a hole up to…
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Biddy’s – Knocknashee
For many years the idea of fairies and the little people brought a laugh and a disbelieving shake of the head from me. In later years I was to learn better and it is to be hoped that those doubters who shall read these stories will experience the same change in their thinking. It is…
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Biddy’s – Neil Kelly’s Fortune
An Old Tale of Ireland There was nothing nice or polite about Neil Kelly. He simply told his wife that he was going to the forge to get a ‘doctoring instrument’ and off he went without another word being said. When he arrived at the forge he mumbled a greeting to the blacksmith, who asked…
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Biddy’s – saved by a Pipe
“Saved by a Pipe! Yes, by God,” said Charlie Hannon one night as we sat at a wake. “Let me tell you, there’s a powerful lot of strange things to be seen and felt, and don’t let anyone tell me that there’s not!” “I wouldn’t doubt it, Charlie,” said I. Without even recognising that I…
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Biddy’s – The Clown with the Grey Coat
A Tale of the Fianna On a certain day, a fair and a gathering were held at Benn Eader (Hill of Howth), by the seven ordinary and seven extraordinary battalions of the Fianna of Erin. In the course of the day, on casting a look over the broad expanse of the sea, they beheld a…
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Biddy’s – The Confessional Seal
A Priestly Predicament There have been volumes upon volumes written about the terrible events that blighted and tore apart Northern Ireland in the thirty years, from 1965 until the ‘Good Friday Agreement’. There is hardly a family in the Province that did not suffer in some way from the terrors, pain, heartache and devastation of…