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Clamp it

I have my four year old daughter with me, so rather than walk I take my car to the old Gasworks development, where I am going to renew my driving licence. It is drizzling, grey March weather. I drive into … Continue reading

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Big Fish

It is a beautiful, sunny Saturday in early June, and I am driving along the Ormeau past the old Post Office. On the other side of the road, outside the Bangla Bazar, are two Romanian men. They are probably in … Continue reading

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Vanity Mirror

It is a cold, clear morning, and you are inching your way along the Westlink in the company of hundreds of other bleary-eyed travellers. You are shut in by high grey walls. A van has broken down on the Clifton … Continue reading

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Süskind

The knocking usually starts early, around six. The first sound is the thud of a small metal hammer on wood. It is invariably followed by a scraping noise, then more knocking, more scraping. It will continue at intervals throughout the … Continue reading

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Assassin

It’s a drizzly October morning and I’m walking to work from the Bedford Street bus stop. In my right hand I’m carrying a sweet milky tea from the kiosk. Crossing the busy street at Wellington Place to get onto Donegall … Continue reading

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Choir of Angels

It was home time. My route back to Montgomery Street car park took me from the High Street through the stone-flagged pedestrian zone around Arthur Square in the city centre. It was a bright September evening and Corn Market was … Continue reading

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Parklife

Winter had been unusually cold. The gloom had endured for so long that it seemed as if nature was completely unable to find the light switch. In May it was finally flicked on, the sun graced us, and all of … Continue reading

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Laundry

I used to walk past the launderette at the top of Agincourt Avenue on my way to Queen’s University. In the winter I would cut through the entry to briefly warm myself in the hot steam that blasted out from … Continue reading

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