So, hazel, I’ve done what you’ve asked of me, again. To write a book. Anonymously, obviously, like we said. I’m not going to get into real names and places. It would be pretty dumb to do that. I’ve mixed things up a bit, on purpose. You’ll know who’s who.
So, hazel, I’ve done what you’ve asked of me, again. To write a book. Anonymously, obviously, like we said. I’m not going to get into real names and places. It would be pretty dumb to do that. I’ve mixed things up a bit, on purpose. You’ll know who’s who.
buddy's lane, Limerick, 90s
It’s not the first time it’s been said but someone said it to me once – if you have a candle, you don’t hide it under a bushel.
That’s what I was going to do with this – hide it under a bushel, but after writing this, it’s a shame for peoples’ stories not to be heard, for their light not to be seen.
Good people, like candles, deserve to be shown to others.
I dedicate this to you, hazel, and to Edward. It’s also dedicated to the others who were with us on that day, and with whom I shared that house –Vinny, Ciaran and the Boys, and everybody else around at that time.