A series of events bind the owner of number 2 Nether Oak Close to a stone age woman that needs his help in the present.
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Winter Solstice Thoughts
The woman in the mirror
Kate McHugh learns a valuable lesson from a woman that lives in her mirror
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Aideen’s fire
An irish phoenix needs the help of Wiliam and Maggie from Number 9 Nether Oak Close
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In Praise of Kitchens
Oisin and the curse of the chipped mug
Grief does not pass; it changes shape. At first it arrives like a tsunami of tears, and later as something quieter—an ache that dulls, a tear that comes less often, but never quite leaves the edge of memory.
This came home to me at a concert Val and I attended. One of the support acts played a song called “Crow” to a crowd of over ten thousand people. Written for the singer’s father figure, the crow becomes a stand-in for memory itself—persistent, sometimes haunting, a mixture of love, loss, and the difficulty of moving on.
Around the same time, I listened to an Irish actor reading “The Dead” by James Joyce. What struck me was not the story itself, but the ending: the quiet realization that the dead continue to live within us, and that one day we too will survive only as memory. In Joyce’s hands, this is not despair, but a profound affirmation of life.
So this story is “after” James Joyce and Andrew Davie and probably not as good as either and dedicated to all those that grieve
The Transformation of Reverend Samuel Wilson
A fire and brimestone preacher learns a valuable lesson in what it means to be human.. Read the story by clicking the nice button below
Magdalena Maginnis and the Egg of Unlaid Ambition
Another Nether Oak Close story about Magdalena Maginnis who lives in the number 3 , retired office administrator and part time psyshic , who is having trouble with “Relevance” .. .. click Read More to read the story 🙂 Enjoy
Mr Broome from The DTP
This Nether Oak Close story came from a Sunday morning random music selection of Jim Croce’s “Lover’s cross” .. the line “Pages where mean for turning” echoed across the years from when I heard it first and this story appeared in my noggin .. Click Read More to find out all about the department of turning the page
The Day We Lost Morning
Another adventure down Nether Oak Close, where we meet the children from number 16 and have a Winne the Pooh adventure in the forest at the end of the cul-de-sac and we meet Bríd the goddess of goddess of being clever, and of stories told properly










