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A New Direction, Part 6.
Previous parts are here. If you haven’t been following the story, this episode won’t make any sense. Could be fun anyway though. *** “Is it just yourself for breakfast then?” The landlady looked Davy up and down with cool disapproval, eyebrows raised. … Continue reading
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Tagged Antrim, Ballintoy, Belfast, California, Carrick-a-Rede, Cushendall, Donegal, Gaoth Dobhair, Giant's Causeway, Gweedore, Ireland, Jason O'Rourke, Larry Bane Quarry, Rathlin Island, Rope Bridge, Satnav, short story, UTV, Vernacularisms, Whitepark Bay, writing
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A New Direction, Part 4.
If you haven’t already done so, you should read the other parts before you get stuck into this one. It will make more sense. Part 1; Part 2; Part 3. *** Come on, Davy! Jo urged, life on the edge. … Continue reading
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Tagged Belfast, Cushendall, Cushendun, disappointment, Donegal, fear, Glens of Antrim, GPS, Jason O'Rourke, Literature, porn, romance, satellites, Satnav, sex, WPLongform, writing
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Chadwick at Large, Part 2.
*** Part 2 will make better sense if you’ve read part 1. You can read it here. *** 31st August, 2013. My Dear Readers, I have gone to the dogs! Yes, it’s true. I have, quite simply, let myself go … Continue reading
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Tagged Aintree, Belfast, Bodhrán, bones, buail an craiceann, burgundy, Celts, Cheltenham, Chilean wine, Cockneys, Cromwell, Donegal, Downpatrick races, Edgar Wankel, flat caps, G&T, Gaelic, gambling, greyhound racing, Guinness, Gullible, humour, Irish Music, Jason O'Rourke, Kinder Surprise, Literature, Mayo, merlot, Munchen, Oktoberfest, short story, Skol, Spoon-players, Sport of KIngs, The Silence of the Lambs, Westport, whiskey, WPLongform, writing
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A New Direction, Part 2.
I recommend that you read Part 1 first, if you haven’t already. It’s here. ~~~ The next morning Davy woke up early. This wasn’t unusual; in fact it had been happening more often over the past few months. He put … Continue reading
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Tagged 2008, A New Direction, A2, Antrim, beach, Belfast, Black Cave Tunnel, bosses, Buzzwords, Carrickfergus, Coast Road, Cushendun, dehumanisation, diary management, Donegal, Down, drones, Financial Crisis, Financial Services, flirting, Fortwilliam, Gandhi's flip flop, Gaoth Dobhair, Glens of Antrim, Gweedore, humour, Jason O'Rourke, Larne, lead generation, Lehman Brothers, Life Insurance, Literature, love, M2, M3, M5, management, Northern Ireland, Part 2, sales targets, Satnav, short story, slaves, South Belfast, stress, Ulster Fry, Working Smarter, WPLongform, writing
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A New Direction, Part 1
Davy Smyth’s life-changing event occurred at 3.27 p.m. on April 6th, 2012. He was late for his appointment, tired and irritable. He’d been on the road for nearly an hour already, and the journey should have only taken forty minutes. … Continue reading
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