old (i'm not a pensioner- but im no longer young ), who know that the choesiveness has become fluid; the world is a more selfish place, the streets are impersonal... the lonely city has moved glacially into South Down overcome past 20 years.

drugs and how his idea of Jesus has taken their place. I understand that. ADHD fills MY heart with that kind of light and buzz with something new every week. But the truth- the sadness is in the eyes of the

small churches catering for those who want social interaction and answers to their poverty and grief. And a man stand at the war memorial and preaches into a microphone lucidly about his past of drink and

seem even further from the connection with drumlin, river, stream, seasons and farm than the mass industries that used to be the commonality that bound us together in my past. Coffeeshops and new,

around the place. Everything seems disjointed- things out of place give us experiences unconnected to where we are. Tattoo shops, thia street food, nail bars- these new businesses

the familiar, critiquing the new. I notice the cohesiveness of the people- the shared, cross generational experiences have dissipated even more so than they had by the time i was old enough to fánaíocht

The funny man people voted for, who went on to kill thousands. Him and his tousled hair, and bumbling pretence. Some were actually getting into position to push him into the Tory Party leadership again not so long ago.
2010-2024... shameful, murderous, tory years.

Yes... same in schools in Glasgow.

Yes. I've had/am experiencing that. Am on second wave right now.