This is the Prologue to a story/book Im working on about Irish mythology. This opening chapter is about a young Druid who must pass some initiation trials before becoming a fully-fledged druid. As such he meets Cernunnos and The Dagda. And yes, while C

...“Please, Mrs, I’ve hit some hard times and I know you’re wealthy, can you spare a few potatoes, some meat maybe, or even a shilling of two…”

A new short story from Spud called Grandpa Called Last Night about a ghostly appearance of a grandfather one night and some Occult chat as well

The White Trout of Tacumshane Lake, my version of the classic Irish folk tale of love lost and a magical fish that cannot be caught.

Reaction to the recent Polish Presidential election where the bad guy won against the lesser bad guy. Also, The Paramedic a short story by Spud Murphy.

A while ago Seamus had a heart attack, lets find out about how hes getting on. Dont mention bananas...youll find out why.

First Steps Towards War, a short story by Spud Murphy

This week, why Poland changes its statues every 50 years anyway and the Czech obsession with wangs.

Your head is rushing, no, swimming...swimming with ideas, boom, boom, boom, tangents connecting with tangents leading to insights and foresights. Its like a river has burst its banks and has formed a new waterfall and it’s all cascading and crashing down

Poor Seamus had a heart attrack and is in hospital so yea, get ready for some gallows humour. Be well Seamus, my brother from another mother and I hope youre back to normal soon enough.