All We Shall KnowMartin Toppy is the son of a famous Traveller and the father of my unborn child. Hes seventeen. Im thirty three. I was his teacher. Id have killed myself by now if I was brave enough. I dont think it would hurt the baby. His little heart would stop with mine. He wouldnt feel himself leaving one world of darkness for another, his spirit untangling itself from me. Melody Shee is alone and in trouble. Her husband doesnt take the news of her pregnancy too

whose delight is to celebrate l’amour

and inhumanity

literary and otherwise

‘The other three are saving up to come here

drawn with an unerring eye for human foible and idiosyncrasy

including notes on buildings in Ireland

Elizabeth Bowen and Kate Chopin

Confessions of a Poacher (1901)

The immortal prose

and a North African linguistic stratum under the Irish tongue

He has spent a lifetime exploring the nexus between nature

juts out into the North Atlantic on Europe’s western extremity south of Clifden