Looking at his plate, James shook his head disbelievingly. “This is not my breakfast, surely?” he said. Mrs McGarrigle shook her head, and quietly informed him, that indeed it was. James protested: “I always have my full Ulster Fry every … Continue reading Two sausages don’t make a rasher
Elsie had taken a risk, but she knew she had to find a new supplier as Farmer Jones had just retired, his farm was being sold. The new owner was not going to be growing any fruit or vegetables. The … Continue reading Apples. Oh so many apples.
Sitting under the tree at the bottom of Slemish Mountain, Matthew suddenly felt very foolish. He was always well-prepared, for any eventuality, but today’s hike was just not going his way. He had started well in the County Antrim countryside. … Continue reading Boots and laces
Tony hung around the station entrance all day, every day. With nowhere else to go, he hoped that he would catch the eye of one of the men who passed on their way to their jobs in the city. His … Continue reading The Crowned Lion
Every two weeks they met. Every two weeks they looked into each other’s eyes. They had been doing this for years and years. When Gareth had first met Harry, he had been a student in the local seminary. They had been handed a book on etiquette.1 which recommended that seminarians should get their hair cut at regular intervals. So he had asked one of the lecturers where could be recommended, and ultimately he had met Harry. All those years ago, Harry had not made it to actually cutting hair. Back then, he looked after sweeping the floor, welcoming men to … Continue reading A balding man secretly loves his barber