It was about a month ago that I started to feel I was not alone. Lounging on the sofa one night I became aware of a tiny moving shadow by the skirting board over by the fireplace. I sat bolt upright and watched as the tiny moving shadow disappeared quickly behind our ancient gas heater. … Continue reading free at last?
melbourne
heartbreak… 21st century style
It was a brief, but short-lived, love affair. A chance encounter online then, finally, a hurriedly-arranged reunion on Australian soil. The few weeks of anticipation dragged as my impatience rose and my expectations fell. How could it be the same as the last time I'd seen him, back in London, so many years ago? I … Continue reading heartbreak… 21st century style
voting in a new election
Last time I voted my Dad was still alive. Last time I voted, I was living in England and trying to figure out who was going to get my single vote in the constituency of Brent East. I had to walk about a hundred paces from home to the local primary school to cast my vote. … Continue reading voting in a new election
home alone
I woke up this morning alone in the house, an unusual experience for me on a Saturday. Because we both travel quite a bit, I'm used to having the house to myself, but not for a whole weekend. It brought me back to my twenties, when I mostly lived in country villages quite a distance … Continue reading home alone
Máiréad Doyle 