Category Archives: The stuff of daily life

There was a barbecue at my cousin’s house in Pitney last Friday, followed by disco music for the gathering of cousins. Dancing to Blondie’s Atomic, one of my cousins said how much she loved Debbie Harry. ‘I think she is … Continue reading →

The Point. In that privatisation of public space it was renamed the O2 and then when they withdrew from the market it became the 3 Arena. Presenters on one of the Dublin music stations call it the 2.3. The sign … Continue reading →

Somewhere, there is a photograph of me on a French Mediterranean beach in early- August 1989. It was the height of summer, the autoroutes that brought us from the Channel port had been filled with traffic moving at walking pace. … Continue reading →

Do you get those emails offering you patent medicines at knockdown prices? The ones that offer you a cure to conditions you never had? And even conditions you could not possibly have? Quackery is nothing new. The 19th Century was … Continue reading →

The first year students are no longer new, but nor are they worldly-wise. They are reckless about their own safety and I have realised that my warnings fall on deaf ears. They give me a fist pump and a smile … Continue reading →