I still haven’t found what I’m looking for

I’ve never kissed Bono, but my friend Mareike has. Here she is with the great man in a photo taken almost 20 years ago. They look like a couple, as several people – including myself – pointed out, and not rock star and fan. Mareike lives in Germany now, happily married with two lovely girls. She lived in Ireland for a couple of spells, and … Continue reading I still haven’t found what I’m looking for

Graves have become altars to excess

The county’s GAA colours (not Cork’s) caught my eye as the flag billowed in the Sunday breeze. My wife and I had just enjoyed a lovely lunch and catching some fresh air found ourselves walking by an old cemetery. There it was fluttering away and it struck us as odd that any flag would be present, unless it was the Tricolour, of course. As we … Continue reading Graves have become altars to excess