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Tag Archives: Ormeau Bridge
One Moment
There’s a pink balloon blowing along beside the path in the Ormeau Park, left over from some charity event. The wee girl is delighted to find it, and lifting it runs along through the tall gates and onto the broad … Continue reading
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Tagged Belfast, breaking the speed limit, child, Jason O'Rourke, luck, Ormeau Bridge, Ormeau Park, Ormeau Road, panic, road accident, short story, taxi, Vernacularisms
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House Party
The house next door has been empty for around a month now. The Housing Executive haven’t got round to installing those brown perforated metal shutters over the doors and windows yet, and the place is being used as a party … Continue reading
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Tagged alcoholic, Belfast, blood, cats, drugs, Housing Executive, Jackie Chan, Jason O'Rourke, Literature, Lower Ormeau Road, Ormeau Bridge, Ormeau Road, party house, Rutland St, sash windows, short story, skinhead, USPCA, violence, writing
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Blue Valentines
Valentine’s Day didn’t start well: I’d woken way before the alarm, and then been forced to eat an unwanted early breakfast. Still half-asleep, I burned the toast. Before my ultrasound scan at the City Hospital, I was required to fast … Continue reading
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Tagged Belfast, Belfast City Hospital, Billet-Doux, Botanic Gardens, Florentino Ariza, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Jason O'Rourke, KFC, Literature, loneliness, love, Love in the Time of Cholera, love letter, Ormeau Bridge, Ormeau Road, Queen's University, Rugby Avenue, short story, Spring, Valentine's Card, Valentine's Day, writing
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