Ok, I promised it, so here it is; the second part of my retelling of the Fionn mac Cumhall story. *** Fiacha’s Gift In the cold light of morning, when the bravado of too much wine had… Read More
And if the legends which shroud him go back thousands of years, so much the better. How exciting it is, to put flesh on the bones of the enigmatic heroes of mythology, to breathe life into their memory, and… Read More
Well, I gave it a go, and here’s what I came up with…what do you think?
“Hi Alison,” said the voice on the other end of the phone. “This is Michael.” I knew I should know who Michael was, and I racked my brain, but I was distracted by all the commotion of my… Read More