Double Vision with Charlie Adley The evening was going fairly well until the subject of food banks came up. Considering the blue sky spring sunshine evening...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley “I’m off to the shop lads. Want anything?” “What’re you getting?” “Tea, milk and something to munch on.” “Oh, okay, I’ll...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley As I lay out my things for the morning I find myself laughing out loud. Onto the blue velcro knee brace...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley Being a scribbler brings unexpected and very welcome fringe benefits. In March 2009 I was writing about how good it felt...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley Dalooney, the Body and myself are talking outside Rob Kenny’s lovely café, Pura Vida; just behind us the lads from the...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley It all comes together perfectly. The Snapper and I both have two days off work. The sun shines in a cloudless...
Double Vision with Charlie Adley I’d finished packing my shopping at the supermarket checkout when the cashier asked if I was collecting coupons for the glasses....
Double Vision with Charlie Adley Arriving deliberately early, I plonk my ass onto a barstool in the Hotel Meyrick and take stock. As human beings we...
