Glendalough and the Dubs

Yesterday I brought my nephew to Glendalough. As we walked inside the grounds, I heard the sound of a tin whistle blowing some enchanting, ephemeral tune. My heart quickened. It called to my DNA, to something ancient and Celtic in me that I have long forgotten to think about. I was not alone in hearing it.

Chunky tourists slung their fancy cameras round their shoulders and hobbled all pied pipered like towards the noise. Others shuffled under the shadows of the round tower, incapable of moving as they took selfie after selfie on their shiny phones. The wind blew the clouds above at a frantic pace. The sun glared. The tall trees groaned.

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Interview with Irish Poet & Playwright Stephen James Smith

Delighted to say I got to sit down with Stephen James Smith and chat about poetry, Dublin, life and the drink. It is humbling to sit and shoot the breeze with a man whose star is shining bright right now. Have a look and listen when you get the chance and let me know what …

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How Did I Get Sober?

One of the most common things people ask me is “How did I get sober?” There is no short answer. It was a long and painstaking process. It took me many years to realise I had a problem. It took me many more to ease off and transition to sobriety. I will break it down step by step.

How bad was my drinking?”

I would drink most days. I would end up in fights. I would lose things. I would wake up in places I had no idea how I got to. I would black out. I would be abusive. I would put myself in seriously harmful situations. I would gamble excessively. I would end up on drugs. I would miss days from work.

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Talking The Talk

What a difference a year makes. This time twelve months ago I was landing in Phuket, Thailand and embarking on seven months of travel in Asia. I spent two months on the island of Phuket, living as well as I could. The day to day life was enjoyable.

I was working on the final edits of Dub Sub Confidential. I was building websites and making videos for people. Life was sunny and full of potential.

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The first day of the rest of your life

The rain is battering down outside. The wind is howling and gooshing down the chimney. Old creaky bones and planks of wood are snarling and snippin’. There is a nasty bitter edge to the cold that sets in with the dark. It gets dark before it gets bright. It is the Irish winter. Hibernating time.

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Winning The Setanta Sports Book Of The Year

I have been blown away by the response to Dub Sub Confidential. To top off an incredible reaction to the book, I was awarded the inaugural Setanta Sports Book of The Year award. I want to say thank you for all text messages, phone calls, emails, likes, tweets, hugs, handshakes and kisses from all over the world. I am truly humbled.

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