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...

The story of my birth is a rather sad one, so I'm only going to tell it to you once. My mother was a bright blue ball of wool. She was a formidable lady who was completely selfless. A rather rare find in this day and age, I would say. She was always willing to help...

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...