Tag Archives: Dublin

Operation Rorret Ylliad

Posted on 07/07/2015 by

Ok. This it it. Once more into the breach, yadda yadda… Just keep your head, don’t draw attention, you’ll sail through. Keep your eyes open, stay alert, don’t let your guard down. No funny business, no schoolboy errors, no kid’s … Continue reading →

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Inexplicably Irate

Posted on 29/06/2015 by

“Joe was the last person on Earth I expected to do that…” She was bawling, tears flowing down her pretty face like a waterfall. Detective Graham McCaffrey remained impassive. He had witnessed a lot of crying over his three decades … Continue reading →

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He had it coming

Posted on 12/06/2012 by

The cloud of smoke hung in the air for a few moments before dissipating in the slight breeze. An overly-health conscious girl glared at its source before returning to scanning the road for any sign of the overdue bus. Attractive, … Continue reading →

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Long-Distance B*tches be particularly crazy…

Posted on 14/11/2011 by

On the top deck of the 66 bus, Friday night, heading into town. Bloke starts having an incredibly loud argument over the phone with the person whom we on the bus could only assume was his girlfriend. “I’VE TRAVELLED HALF-WAY … Continue reading →

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