McColl and his cronies have a sin to answer for, but they are saying nothing. Their motto, after mediocrity, is “whatever you say, say nothing”.
McColl and his cronies have a sin to answer for, but they are saying nothing. Their motto, after mediocrity, is “whatever you say, say nothing”.
Townhead, like the Vennel in Dumbarton, where Eardley produced her works most faithful to realism, was bulldozed in the 1960s and no longer exists.
The author, Bernadette Conroy, who quit once but returned later to her post as Inishturk shed the last members of its indigenous population, deserves great praise for her work and for the skilful way she has drawn together the fascinating material for this new book.
A short ferry ride is the ultimate form of travel. Your destination is visible and you know you’ll reach it. You don’t look back at where you’ve come from but you know it’s there and you’re comforted that you can return. Miles don’t matter. The distance is in the mind. So near, and yet so far.
Fewer’s infectious passion for his subject simply inspires our own observation, and suggests how careful study of the natural world around us can be a sure antidote to the stresses of modern life.
It was the same for the people on the fringes of society who came in during the winter and fell asleep, undisturbed, in the banquettes near the fire; the tramps and the people not quite well in the head, as my aunt would have said.