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Close Shave

Posted on October 22, 2012 by jasonoruairc

I was in the barber’s shop when I heard the news report on the radio. Some guy in a white van had gone crazy in Cardiff, using his vehicle as a weapon. He’d done four seemingly random hit and run … Continue reading →

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Reservation Blues

Posted on October 18, 2012 by jasonoruairc

There is a stretch of the M1 motorway outside Belfast which comes dramatically to life in Spring. Every year in May I look forward to seeing the flowers. They announce the arrival of warm weather, and lift my spirits with … Continue reading →

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Shop till you Drop

Posted on October 15, 2012 by jasonoruairc

It wouldn’t do to be in a hurry: there is a queue of cars just to get into the car park. I drive round for ages before I spot some people that look as if they are getting ready to … Continue reading →

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Magic Tree

Posted on October 12, 2012 by jasonoruairc

October was starting to get cold, so on my way to the child-minder’s house I had dropped in to the petrol station on the Ravenhill Road to get turf for the fire and some groceries. I was numbingly tired, so … Continue reading →

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Teenage Kicks

Posted on October 10, 2012 by jasonoruairc

We are heading for the Botanic Gardens on a Sunday walk, leisurely, hand in hand. There are dry autumn leaves to be kicked; they have collected in eddying drifts on the pavement of Ava Avenue. At the Annadale Flats we … Continue reading →

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Super-cool

Posted on October 5, 2012 by jasonoruairc

I am early getting into Lurgan, and have to wait at the gates as the clunking commuter trains bound for Belfast and Portadown traverse the road. Driving past the high metal-clad walls of the Police Station, I turn down Church … Continue reading →

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Incendiary

Posted on October 1, 2012 by jasonoruairc

There used to be a bandstand in Cornmarket. It was mostly a home for pigeons and a place for a late-night carryout; the square was quiet, and the bandstand provided shelter from the interminable Belfast rain. I never saw a … Continue reading →

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The Boy in the Bubble

Posted on September 28, 2012 by jasonoruairc

My daughter has brought me a present home from school. I have a fever and am coughing up fluorescent green lumps. I am stuck in bed, sweating for all the wrong reasons. Antibiotics are prescribed, but I am no better … Continue reading →

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Miller Time

Posted on September 25, 2012 by jasonoruairc

There is a builder working on the empty house next door. He started early this morning, disturbing my Saturday lie-in. I was out last night, and my eyes are gummed up, my mouth dry; I could do with another hour. … Continue reading →

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Baby Boom

Posted on September 24, 2012 by jasonoruairc

I am on my way to the shop, walking past the red brick wall of the Ormeau Bakery. It is a warm Saturday in June, and I am enjoying the sunshine. I may go for a longer walk along the … Continue reading →

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