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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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Clamp it

Posted on September 21, 2012 by jasonoruairc

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

Posted on September 18, 2012 by jasonoruairc

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

Posted on September 14, 2012 by jasonoruairc

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

Posted on September 11, 2012 by jasonoruairc

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

Posted on September 7, 2012 by jasonoruairc

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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Parklife

Posted on August 31, 2012 by jasonoruairc

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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