The early morning mist is lifting off the fields in Tipperary as if the spirits were rushing home.
The rising sun makes it almost impossible to look out the train window.
Contrails zigzagging across the sky.
It is a perfect morning no matter what lies ahead.
168 km/h to Heuston and then 15 km/h to work. Another perspective.
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An unforgettable interview with the late Manchân Magan
The link below is Manchán Magan talking from his sick bed, days before he died. His mood is simply to behold and his knowledge and love leav...
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Michael,
Once again, a nice few words in this article. Keep it up!
Elizabeth
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