Double Vision with Charlie Adley Well I usually read your colyoom, ‘cept not when you write about football.” It’s never a mystery to me why people...
We all might be dead by the time you read this. “Aha!” you say, “You’re wrong there, because if I’m dead I can’t be reading anything...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley Phew! What a trip that was. As I turn the car into our driveway, the Snapper and I are back in...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley Right now I am filled with joy. This evening I attended my lovely niece’s wedding in a forest somewhere north of...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley Twenty very odd years ago years ago I was ensconced in Pádraicín’s bar in Furbo, relating a heinous anecdote to my...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley To the redheaded woman wearing a green top in the lift last night: I am truly sorry you felt I had...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley As I steer the car around Black Head and head south along Clare’s coast, my view turns from Salthill across Galway...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley Rather than dwelling on an imbecilic cock-up concerning envelopes and selfie-obsessed idiots at last week’s Academy Awards, I prefer to remember...
