Tag Archives: Donegall Pass

Hanging up the Boots

The veterans are uniformed in dark suits with black ties; there are no medals. They sit at the back like the bad boys on the bus, chattering slightly too loudly during the minister’s opening gambit. The lads are venerated, and … Continue reading

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The Thing that went Bump in the Night

I was asleep in my bedroom under the eaves of the student house in Rugby Road when it happened. My little bed was lifted clean off the floor, the jolt of its return awakening me. My first thoughts were that … Continue reading

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Flagging Hopes

The abrasive, high-pitched, chainsaw-like buzz of his wee car being excessively revved by old Gerry from next door rips me away from my idle daydreaming in front of the TV. I have been watching a report about the continuing Loyalist … Continue reading

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Jammy Dodger

I’d finished Dublin Road and was starting on Donegall Pass, opposite the Police Station. My day hadn’t got off to a great start: some gent had caught us parked on the double yellows outside our office earlier and had passed … Continue reading

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