Romance

On Saturday morning I am restless… Read more »

On bank holiday Monday I take Auntie Annie to the airport and my emotions are mixed… Read more »

Tonight Auntie Annie’s best friends – the Greys, are hosting a farewell dinner for her… Read more »

It’s Friday afternoon. It’s bank holiday weekend and I am sitting in Simon’s office. Like the tekkies downstairs he is wearing his new white lab coat. Maria and I said we would save the company money, we didn’t want one… Read more »

The cinema is my true love. The magic of the big screen, the colours, sounds and the vitality of other people’s lives absorbs me like no other. I can step into the screen and disappear into another world… Read more »

Maria pops her head around the door of my office. “Any chance of a lift to Mum’s? Michael’s in Galway and I lent my car to Pat as she was going for an interview this afternoon and she’s not back, so I’m stuck… Read more »

We are in the park finishing our sandwiches. We have dashed out of the office between showers and it turns cold when the sun disappears periodically behind scuttling clouds… Read more »

“So, when are you taking me out on the Harley?” Lily asks. “When you’re eighteen,” I reply. She groans and leans dramatically across my desk. “Come on, Elly.”… Read more »

Auntie Annie and I have fallen into a routine. She plays bridge on Friday nights, goes to Yoga on Wednesday evenings, plays golf on Monday afternoons then has dinner at the Club afterwards… Read more »

I am in the office day dreaming about my dinner last Friday night with Maria. I am smiling, recalling our conversations, stories and anecdotes… Read more »

“Thanks for that newspaper cutting you left on my desk last week.” I slide into the seat opposite Maria in the boardroom. “I think you might have saved my skin.” She bites into a biscuit and pushes the crumbs absent-mindedly into a small heap on the table. “What happened?” she asks… Read more »

Maria slides into the seat opposite me. We’re in a small bistro tucked in a side street near the Grand Opera House. To my right are two retired women on their second bottle of wine, and on my left, a middle aged couple who are barely speaking to each other… Read more »