Before I headed to Ireland this time, I had sympathetic conversations with quite a few Australians. "It's going to be so cold over there." "Well, yes, it is wintertime." "And wet and rainy." "I would expect so. It's a cool temperate maritime climate, after all." " Ooh maybe you should buy some of those colourful … Continue reading winter style
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travelling without moving
Hong Kong to London: the second leg of my epic thirty-hour odyssey to the other side of the world. It is a busy flight, but not full. The Northern Irish girl beside me is flying home because her aunt - forty-five years old like me - had a brain haemorrhage a couple of days ago. … Continue reading travelling without moving
Hobart ramblings
A warm spring evening in Hobart. It’s been a long two days, delivering pre-disaster-season briefings with Julie to a lively bunch of Tasmanian staff and volunteers. We finish a little earlier than expected and I dump the laptop and participant evaluation sheets, change clothes and head out into the late afternoon sunshine. The Radiance of … Continue reading Hobart ramblings
the feast of saint john the baptist
The white colectivo van left from a small yard just west of the municipal market in San Cristobal. On a chilly morning there was no standing on ceremony, no queuing: when the next colectivo spun around the corner and into the yard, everyone pushed to the front to be sure of a seat. Taken unawares, … Continue reading the feast of saint john the baptist
Máiréad Doyle 