Category Archives: The stuff of daily life

I do not smoke. I have never smoked. I accept that smoking is not good for one’s health, But, then, there are many things that are not good for one’s health, including being constantly fixated on all the things that … Continue reading →

In his frustration with Padhraic, Colm cuts off each of the fingers of his left hand. The Banshees of Inisherin is a profound psychological insight. Colm wishes to leave a cultural legacy, to create something that will outlive him, and … Continue reading →

Drinking tea with a colleague each morning, conversations are nothing, if not eclectic. Today’s meander began with a recollection of an old priest my colleague had known, a Benedictine who had the title ‘Dom.’ ‘I knew a Dom Paul,’ I … Continue reading →

Each summer, we would go to the Stade Dauger in Bayonne to watch Aviron Bayonnais, the local rugby club, play a match. Not once did we manage to find the way to the ground without getting lost. Each time we … Continue reading →

I applied today for a job at a school where it would be a dream to teach. To be applying for jobs at sixty-two years of age is a challenge. In my previous post, I was on a one year … Continue reading →