Category Archives: Ennis

Turnpike

In the cavernous darkness of snug, among the forest of dark brown bar stools, beside the shadowy hearth in which a low peat fire smoldered wandered a little boy; Sniffing the sweet-and-sour smell of stale beer, fingering sodden beer mats … Continue reading

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Coll-die and doodie-baa

Here’s two words for you now, chosen not because of any similarity in meaning but because they are both double-barrelled and pronounced in the same way, with the stress placed on the second part of each pair: doodie-baa and coll-die. These may … Continue reading

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Short Story: Townies, Part III of III

Mikey Heavey’s people were also old townies, but their history in our town was of a diametrically opposite kind to that of the boys’ family. For as far back as anyone could remember the Heavey name had been associated with … Continue reading

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Short Story: Townies, Part II of III

In spite of being one of the town’s most prominent businessmen and coming from one of its oldest and most respected families — members of the boys’ entire extended family were widely and admiringly referred to as “old townies” by … Continue reading

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Short Story: Townies, Part I of III

I only run into the boys, as they are called around town, now and again these days (in reality they are three middle-aged bachelor brothers all living under the same roof). Each time our paths cross I notice an unwillingness … Continue reading

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