Well…Well…Well…Well…Well…Well

It was George Moore the Novelist who penned “Everyman has a lake in his heart”. George was referring to the wondrous Lough Carra on his doorstep. I’m twice as lucky as George because I have an abiding love for two lakes in my heart! Lough Carra with its magnificent wild trout and its historic hinterland

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Wink

It flippity-flops against the plastic, making a bobbing noise every couple of seconds. I peer inside, its cold eye staring back at me with a look of reproach. Is that a wink? They probably don’t even have eyelids. I had the first go. It’s my fault it’s in there, hobbling against the insides of the

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Memories

Memories …. The gentle tuk tuk of the Yamaha outboard engine on our brand, new to us, 18ft wooden boat as we launched into Lough Carra near MooreHall is as vivid as it was 30 years ago. With my Dad on the tiller we glided the light blue boat though the soft reeds as we

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Story from the Waterside

Lonely I wander through scenes of my Childhood. They bring back those memories of happy days gone by. Gone are the old folks and the house stands deserted, no light in the window, no welcome at the door. I grew up in a quaint but picturesque village called Redford Atha Dearg. The name Atha Dearg

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The River

My feet are wet. That’s understandable, especially because I am standing at the start of a river. My legs are wet too, but that’s because I have moved deeper into the water. It flows smoothly, softly, like velvet silk. It feels odd against my rough and hardened hands. Too out of place in my harsh

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The stream in my grandparents’ garden

This story is all about the stream at the bottom of my grandparents’ garden. I interviewed my mum and she told me some of her memories of the stream from her childhood. The stream is just outside Castlebar, County Mayo. It runs from Lough Rusheen, a small lake about two miles from Castlebar all the

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