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Searching For Sailortown
Searching For Sailortown By Paul McCann In 1989 I went back to Ardoyne in Belfast in search of Sailortown . Daddy was born in Great Patrick street in...
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Not ‘Jesus and …’
He fully paid the price – our contribution nought:… but all our zeal and fire, is not part of what saves us, but flows from Life received…
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Surrounded By The Open Spaces
Surrounded By The Open Spaces By Paul McCann I remember going down to the Co-Op shop to buy a Kit Kat bar and then going on down the Crumlin Road ,...
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Life Is Just That Way
Life Is Just That Way By Paul McCann Do you ever wonder about everything in life in the spring when all around Ardoyne there were roses growing and...
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Sean Happens 6
Miss Dill and Mr Martin weren’t speaking to each other. It had continued over three or four days. They sent out for takeaways and binned the cups and...
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The Ptarmigan
The Ptarmigan A true story by Robert Haslam I walked into the RSPB office in Inverness and asked if it would be possible to talk to an expert on...
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does that phone work with crumpets?
does that phone work with crumpets? i have a toaster, a useful appliance – it can make toast elevate a teacake crisp a crumpet (eventually) even warm...
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The Heart Of The Place We Call Home
The Heart Of The Place We Call Home By Paul McCann I grew up in Ireland and found a loving community who believed in God and we all lived together in...
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Running With Cuchulainn
Running With Cuchulainn By Paul McCann Every street in Ardoyne had there own wee groups that would play games and tell stories , There was a group of...
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Mother Of Songs
Mother of songs By Paul McCann Mother of songs the melody is you it moves on the wind and flies high above Mother of songs you sing full of grace and...
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Waves and Fishes
For several weeks now, I have been threatening to walk the few miles to the fishmongers in the next village. It is a beautiful walk along a...
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Whispers of Wellness: A Fitness Center Trio’s Journey - Part 1
Welcome to the fitness center. Here, bravery fights with insecurity, together with the sounds of weights and machines. In the noise, you will find...
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The Market.
I never shop at the market. My Husband Paul loves it. Just before Christmas last year, we were in the Town together, that is rare. We do shop...
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Sean Happens 5
Mum sent Sean up to the Potter house to apologise. When she’d heard what happened, ‘I’m black mortified,’ she’d said. She’d waved away the idea of...
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Parcel for you...Part 24
Vanessa passed a long, uncomfortable night. She couldn’t escape the sounds of her daughter, rifling through bags, stomping to the bathroom and back...
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Travelling In Silence (Train Journey 2013)
My son asks me to speak more. I don’t. In the Quiet Coach I talk with a professional poet. A woman angrily tells us speaking is not allowed there.
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A Wee Word In Your Ear
A Wee Word In Your Ear By Paul McCann “Mrs Mc Afee and how would you be ?” “ Dead on there . How’s yourself Mr Magee ?” “Couldn’t be better despite...
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1:5:1 Quararr (Part 1)
Confusion. Their wrist burnt and they felt as though they had sunk significantly into the ground around them. Dazed, their whole body tingling, they...
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A walk in my new neighbourhood
I am sliding in love With this--dare I call it--home This cosy bundle of streets Unravelling for me to explore These buttercream houses Primly...
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