Trying to clean the room and failing. Drawer by stuffed drawer, box by shoved-under-bed box, beaten back in each skirmish.
Beforehand the room had a precarious equilibrium, dusty fullness, every nook having been gradually filled past full, things balanced, stacked, …
There’s an elephant in the room. Isn’t there always?. Hiding quietly behind a narrow strip of curtain folds. It’s this morning and I answer the phone to my Aunt and a minute later we’re arguing. Somebody mentioned politics. I don’t …
[image: Corrib river bank near NUI Galway on Ektar 120 via Hasselblad at 80mm; I expect this area will be re-purposed as per the planning permisison notice on the path, to give way to more student housing and carpark, and …
I stick the Hasselblad in one of the pannier bags mounted on the old blue Giant racer, and the tripod in the other. Then I head off a bit aimlessly. Left back the Glann road towards the hill of Doon …
I’ve just left Temple Cafe in the Corn Store, and their grilled chicken sandwich on sourdough bread. Two old ladies, walking slowly in conversation along St Augustine Street. A man on the opposite side of the street, going the other …