Monthly Archive: June 2006

Jaysis lads, ye can’t be doin’ that

Jaysis lads, ye can’t be doin’ that

Is Sligo turning into the next Limerick[1] Okay, so Im stirring, but look, bombings, which may, or may not, be related to feuding families. And onto the world cup, did you watch England play? Was a good match I thought, not...

The Curse of Chalion

The Curse of Chalion by

Cazaril heard the mounted horsemen on the road before he saw them. He glanced over his shoulder. The well-worn track behind him curled up around a rolling rise, what passed for a hill on these high windy plains, before dipping again into the late-winter muck of Baocia’s bony soil

Lois McMaster Bujold is one of the big names in SFF, but I’ve only recently come to read her books. A few months ago I read Paladin of Souls, which is the second in the Chalion series. But although there are reoccuring characters and shared history I don’t think you have to have the first one in order to read that. I hadn’t, but I’m sure that if I now reread it after reading The Curse of Chalion it would make a lot more sense.

That was both brutal and brutal

That was both brutal and brutal

That has to have been the worst match of the World Cup so far. The US did nothing but foul, and the Italians did nothing but dive. Terrible, terrible game. I wasn’t too pushed either way when it started, I know...

He covets the precious things of the shop

He covets the precious things of the shop

There must be something in the Irish psyche that just likes complaining. Or maybe it is just my psyche, but whatever! I’ve had enough of this weather. No, it hasn’t rained. And it is still fairly warm out, but I’ve just...

Winter Rose

Winter Rose by

ISBN: 1904233074 They said later that he rode into the village on a horse the color of buttermilk, but I saw him walk out of the wood Rois has always been a little fey; wandering the woods barefoot while her sister...