Labour Day

No wonder they call it labour – it’s hard work! The build-up was difficult enough, what with the move from Germany to Ireland via London, getting to know new people and surroundings, having to travel forty miles and back to the nearest hospital for check-ups, and then falling over a paving stone on my way […]

Crow at the Castle Gate

There is no lonelier spot than the castle on the moors, hung over with scudding cloud where a lone tattered crow soars. As it guards the castle gate it utters raucous caws, eyeing the path with a shiny eye while sharpening beak and claws to pick at the first stars of twilight, a shadow unzipping […]