by Derek | Sep 2, 2015 | Writing
I come from a story telling people. The Irish – the Celts – didn’t retain their personalities, their cultures, for as long as they did by simply painting themselves blue and waving their arses at invaders*. They did it by telling stories; by turning the everyday...
by Derek | Aug 16, 2015 | Memories
I don’t remember much of the sixties, and what I can remember consists of me lying on my back with a bottle within easy reach. Some things never change. I had an interesting childhood, as both my parents were international Nazi Hunters. Kidding: I grew up in Dublin,...
