In April 2004 I was launching my first novel at the Irish cultural centre in Hammersmith, London, when a lady came over to me and shook my hand.
“I think I may be your cousin,” she said. “My name is Ethna Herron. You look a bit like my people and I thought I just had to say.” She…Continue
Err....umm, well it was something I posted on The Irish Times commenting on one of
the articles there.
I came late to his poems
A lil young foundling I think I could and would be
To such a wise and magical sage; such as he
He whose poems spoke of the Irish truth;
Of le Irish way of living then;
Days of yore that…
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