Yeats called Sligo “The Land of Heart’s Desire” and its wonders filled his early poetry. As I drove the winding road back to Ballinamore I vowed to return to Sligo, perhaps not for my heart’s desire but at least to relish its natural wonders and breathe deeply of its magical properties, as many have done before me. Continue reading Sligo – so much more than Yeats and the Wild Atlantic.
Albania had given me slow food, and slow lifestyles. Now I also had slow driving! Continue reading Albania, Day 3 – The Road of Death and Lord Byron’s footsteps.
I am no psycho-analyst or philosopher, but I firmly believe that, although they say the eyes are the windows of your soul, your bookshelves reveal much of your true self! Continue reading What could your bookcase be saying about you?