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The March of the Wooden Soldier

An early embedded memory for me is the black and white haze of the 1934 film Babes in Toyland.  It aired often during the holidays on various channels.  Not that there were many channels.  In those days, in our house, we had 3, and that weird UHF channel thing that had the clicks and lots […]

waterlogged

“They’re feckin’ crazy for it, the whole island, two years ago you would find no one out there, now, twice a day, heaps of em.”  – Pat of Inis Meain.   During the various covid lockdowns in Ireland a trend took hold, and something elemental and primal came to the surface in this island country: the […]