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We arrived at the theatre which was an old, spacious church hall, and picked up our complimentary tickets at the door. There were trestle tables set out with tea and coffee at the back of the hall. Joy was in character and helping to serve. She gave us a cheery…

  Many thanks to those of you who submitted comments about the direction the continuing saga of the nameless narrator and Agnes should take. I disembarked the Enterprise train at Connolly Station and could see Agnes beyond the barrier. She looked fabulous, and I was able to linger over my…

Please note that any resemblance between the fictional characters in these blogs and any real live human beings is purely accidental and unintended.  Agnes and I hung around Falcarragh for another day before the inevitable parting to go our separate ways. Agnes lived in Dublin and we arranged to meet…

After our walk along the beach at Falcarragh, which required leaning into the wind and screwing our eyes against the invasion of sand, we took refuge in an old rectory converted into a pottery, gallery space and cafe on the ground floor. The coffee was good and the roaring open fire…