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In this section you’ll find a selection of my work. It varies from fiction to non-fiction, from column to poem.
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The Story of Roundy Fatmouse – Prologue

The Story of Roundy Fatmouse – Prologue

Roundy's godmother Maria and I have touched upon how great it would be if Roundy's extraordinary story would end up in a real book. And who knows, it could easily happen! Last Saturday I met a little mouse on the streets of Tralee. He was there with his godmother...

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Silence is golden

Silence is golden

When I was about 18, a family member who was at my birthday commented on the appearance of one of the other guests. I remember the exact words, but they don't translate well, so the gist will have to do. She basically said, loudly, that the person in question had the...

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Matthäus-Passion Twenty Eighteen

Matthäus-Passion Twenty Eighteen

  Sometimes prose just doesn't suffice. Sometimes you need poetry to wrap your head around the world. Last weekend something happened that required poetry badly. Here's a poem for a poet. And the son sat in the mother’s lap ‘I am so tired’ he said ‘I can’t go...

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Gran spreads her wings – Free E-booklet!

Gran spreads her wings – Free E-booklet!

I like presents! Not only to get, but also to give... Today I've got a present for all those children who like a good story. It is about Bing and Bibi's granny. Her name is Granny Thea and she is quite an extraordinary grandma. And that is putting it mildly. Is your...

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Life after Facebook

Life after Facebook

This week I finally did it: I cancelled my Facebook account. I was very late in joining the FB legion, but - once in - I was in completely. I collected friends, groups, pages and events. I was fully enjoying virtual life. But somewhere deep inside it didn’t feel...

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The Story of Roundy Fatmouse – The Early Years

The Story of Roundy Fatmouse – The Early Years

I never asked her, but I can imagine that Maria had plenty of moments when she wished she'd never promised my mother to take care of me. I wouldn't blame her. For these first months with me must have been horrendous. I cried incessantly and, although I was – and still...

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