Without realizing.

Short tales.

In the 32 years ago, a cousin of Queen Elizabeth II of England, Lord Louis Mountbatten, was killed in a bomb explosion on a boat in Ireland.

Why does every story have to be based in, I dunno London? What about Northern Ireland – a small, place located somewhere on the face of the earth.
This is a story about the young amature Nirish Call girl…Enjoy!

I couldn’t have finished this without a daily dose of The Secret Diary of a Call Girl (TV Show – starring Billie Piper)

“In Heaney’s poems we hear a voice which combines realism with vivid observation. The poetry rings true to life”
I will discuss three of the poems in the light of this comment. How far do I agree?

During my time as a soldier in the British Army I found myself on active duty in Northern Ireland for a period of four months in 1982. I was in West Belfast and this was not a good area to be at that time. My main job was within the confines of the base but once a week I used to go out on an overnight patrol.

This article will be the first of many in a series I will produce. It is very suitable for the Irish American market or indeed the Irish market. I am taking a look back at the news from years gone by in Ireland but there is also some international news. There is a lot of miltary history and Irish politics for example the situation in Northern Ireland during the troubled times in 1970. Other years that I look at are 1930, 1945, 1970, 1980, 1990, 2000. I pick two news items from each year and my readers can take a trip down memory lane and remember what they were doing during world war II or when Ireland got to the the quarter final of the soccer world cup in 1990. There is the odd swipe at religion and politicians who might take themselves too seriously. All done in good humour.

A story of revenge, blackmail and murder.

Why would you not want wealth, so you better watch your health.

A poem inspired by the anger of an old soldier, angry at the lies and incompetence of an officer when serving in Northern Ireland.