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Even last night I just knew that there would be matters of great portent today. We had gone to bed as usual at 8.30 after watching our recording of...
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Life's fuel

The farmers tend it, and then they send it to shops, we spend on it, for we depend on it, and … some, corrupt, supplies disrupt, grow rich and fat in greed on that which …
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The Day Christies Went Up

The Day Christies Went Up By Paul McCann I was standing outside Stewarts supermarket the day Christies was blown up . A large crowd stood opposite...
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Snowballed At The Mill

Snowballed At The Mill By Paul McCann It was 1947 when the bid freeze had come and on the streets of Ardoyne the first heavy snow fall landed .. A...
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An Ordinary Day At School

An Ordinary Day At School by Paul McCann I remember the days I’d come home from St Gabriel’s and Mammy would look at me and say “So tell me son ,...

Come Back To Ardoyne

Come Back To Ardoyne by Paul McCann Come back to Ardoyne from where ever you are , in Zambia . Zimbabwe or Zanzibar . So many have left us on an...

Pitches From My Past

Pitches From My Past by Paul McCann On all weather pitches our legs we were getting hacked, there was no time to think and no time to react , you had...

Bob A Job Week 1964

Bob A Job Week 1964 By Paul McCann There was once a time of innocence in the world when children were safe to go around on their own without adult...

FAIL

FAIL Verb or noun? Which will it be? It makes a world of difference to me... The first, a distinct creative act A willing to be As yet imperfectly...
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Thanks y'all at ABC Tales

Day after day, thousands of writers struggle on, trying to improve their craft. Usually they get zero feed back and have to do their best to make...
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Earl Beardie at Glamis (A Legend)

He sits in a narrow chamber forever, throwing dice with the Devil, wearily feigning outrage at Auld Hornie's underhand tactics. The dice rattle like...

Luton Revisited (After John Hegley)

Many years ago, John Hegley wrote a seismic political poem about class and mobility for his home town of Luton. It still shocks today. You can hear...
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The Oupa and the Sea

My Afrikaans Grandfather Beer and jokes weekend golf and holidays and practising his swing, they said his drive wasn't so far but it was straight. He...
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ELECTION 2024

ELECTIONS 2024 India's democratic exercise begins, EC monitors it, with enough power, The judiciary can’t question it Within the constitutional...
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How Could I Be So Stupid

Dear diary...just had to write this reminder to myself to not be foolish again. It all started on Friday 12th April 2024. Me and my partner began our...
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Quality Retention

In those early visits to Forgall Terrace, I did not meet Phyllis Berrills. But she was there alright. First day I could hear the clack-clack of an...
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Rental (Part 2 of 2)

I move briskly, like I’m late for the Stratford bus, but that can’t be where I’m going. I recognize the land around me. These are the fields on the...
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