Author Archives: Ian

It’s iris time

The iris in my mother’s garden is white. If it looks mauve, that’s because the picture was taken in the evening light. It is now forty-five years old and looks as it does at the moment for only a brief … Continue reading

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Artificial intelligence cannot cope with teenage boys

The Financial Times carries an article stating that ‘AI will create a serious number of losers.’  The article states that AI tools ‘will shake up everything from medical diagnostics to teaching and copywriting, a range of jobs will be eradicated.’ … Continue reading

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Happy to talk

The four boys sat around the table talking, there was not a phone in sight. I went over to them and said how encouraging it was that they were content to just happy to talk. Talking was a serious business … Continue reading

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Beltane in Glastonbury

On Monday, it will be the first day of May, a bank holiday Monday The last time May Day fell on  Monday, a trip to Glastonbury brought an encounter with a large crowd gathered to mark the pagan festival of … Continue reading

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Foreign voices

‘Where are you from, sir?’ I have given up saying that I have lived thirty-six of the last forty years of my life in Ireland. ‘England,’ I said. ‘Where in England?’ ‘Somerset,’ I said. Except when I was back in … Continue reading

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