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Chadwick at Large, Part 3.

This might make a little more sense if you read part 1 and part 2 first. *** 29th February, 2014. Did you miss me, Dear Readers? I apologise for my absence; the pages of the South Belfast Herald and Post … Continue reading

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Guest Post: ‘The Saw,’ by Brian McClelland

On the pavement opposite the Water Office steps sat a man of indeterminate age and nationality. He rested on a piece of old cardboard, legs folded, body slightly bent forward. Grasped in his left hand was one end of a … Continue reading

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Let Down

My foot tapped agitatedly, and my fingers periodically drummed the wooden table. I glanced from my watch to my half-finished pint and back again. Where was she? I was hungry and it was looking like I’d been stood up for … Continue reading

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Guest Post: ‘Botanic – Rhythm and Blues’ by Micheál Ó Seanáin

He needed to get out. Fast. The news that had he just heard was in the process of melting his brain, cell by cell. His hero had just been smashed into one thousand sick pieces. What the fuck? He thought he might keel … Continue reading

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Done

Got ya! said Mark, looking up at me from the monitor with a satisfied smile, see there: fit as a fiddle, this one. Nice-looking, too. He rewound and then played back the CCTV footage of the shopping centre car park … Continue reading

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Guest Post: ‘Cavehill and Christmas’ by Maria McManus

I’ve started this post umpteen times and aborted it. I run out of steam. I get distracted. There is something to be done or someone that needs my attention, I was ill a few days and then at other times, … Continue reading

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Xmas Special

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A New Direction, Part 5.

If you want to read the story from the beginning, or catch up on parts you’ve missed, it’s all here. *** Davy was struggling to keep his disappointment from spoiling the afternoon. Should have known better he told himself, always … Continue reading

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The Desert Fox

The Characters: Andy: big, shaven-headed, tattooed fella in his mid-thirties. Likes to tell a story. Jim & Neil: Andy’s credulous mates. Act 1, Scene 1: Belfast City Centre. Pub interior, late 1990s. The three lads are sitting round a table … Continue reading

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Beyond the Pale

The pavement is too narrow for them, half-blocked by parked cars. They need the full width of the street to tack and weave, for they are completely blocked; snottered. These two culchies have ventured out of the student ghetto of … Continue reading

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