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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 ,...
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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...
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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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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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Rental (Part 1 of 2)
Back to the Future plays silently on a wall-mounted TV. It’s the scene where Marty promises to take Jenn out in his Dad’s truck. I don’t need the...
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Killing Scorpio - Part Two
It was upstairs in the smaller of the O2 venues and the place was only half full so we had no trouble in threading our way through to the front. We...
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Killing Scorpio - Part One
You must have had this conversation in your head. We all have haven’t we? Or no, maybe I’m wrong. Yes, when I think about it I probably am wrong, I...
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Touch
When I was young, my mother tried not to touch me as much as she could. I was very dirty but not really dirty enough to avoid being touched. When I...
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The Ghost Of The Abandoned House
The Ghost Of The Abandoned House By Paul McCann Every day Dennis would leave Butler Street school with me to have lunch . went to my Grandmothers...
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