On Being Old
Oscar Wilde said that the tragedy of being old is that one is still young.…
Oscar Wilde said that the tragedy of being old is that one is still young.…
‘Where DID we come from?’ Coincidence? The Sahara was not always a desert. As evidenced…
Unaware of the roaring cataract ahead, a small boy splashes in the dark river named…
Holy Gawd, we’re back to Charles Darwin and his interpreters. In the mid-19th century Darwin…
Years ago, arriving late one evening in Ostende by train – always my favourite means…
Never boast to your children that you had seventeen occupations before your twenty-fifth birthday. I…
I first heard the story of Gene Shepherd after receiving a 46th rejection slip for…
Disregarding chronological order, this is the tenth episode of A Monk Manqué, Bob Quinn’s unpublished…
I made the following notes in an old factory that was built in 1906 at…
I admire old people who live by their wits, like the ancient American, a real…
In August of 1969 I was driving across Ireland with the late Bearnard Ó Riain,…
In 1967, the fidgets struck again. That was the year my mother died, rapidly following…
In the mid-1990s Seosamh O Cuaig and I were filming a programme for TG4 in…
I was pretty sure I was going to die, sooner rather than later, one midsummer’s…
Back in Dublin again, I was one of thirty, all-male trainees destined to become the…
I’ve just made my last film, a short called Bog Graffiti. Another last film. I…
Back to love and sex. Liking is preferable to loving – and less conducive to…
PROLOGUE ‘The reverend Judge leaned over and addressed the defendant’ ‘I have taken your spotless…