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Thanks to Anagram Sam for bringing something to my attention. Whatever I did with the information Anagram Sam gave me was going to be unpleasant but I have dealt with the problem as swiftly, and as neatly as I could. I would like to say that I was unaware of the situation until Anagram Sam pointed […]
June 5, 2011
That’s all folks. The Scarf is calling it a day. We leave you with one last story and then we are off. Enjoy Joanne’s story, and all the others. They will be here forever, but I’m afraid there will be no more. Efforts are going to be put elsewhere for a while. Thanks very much […]
June 5, 2011
By Joanne Sheppard… “Mrs Keane?” Peter called. “Mrs Keane, are you here? Mabel? Mabel Keane? My name’s Peter, from the Council? Your neighbours were a bit worried about you, so I’ve just come to see if you’re all right. The back door was open, so…” He trailed off. There was not a sound to be […]
May 15, 2011
By Tom Mason… Deep under the mountain, beneath the jagged rocks and grey slopes, dwelt the Luck King. Hidden away under the stone and moss, he would wait in his throne room, crouching and wheezing in the corner of the cavern. Crouching and wheezing and waiting for someone’s luck to run out. He was a […]
May 4, 2011
By Shirley Kernan… Roy wanted to bring the mighty weight of hell fire and brimstone (or at the very least a well proportioned Kerry rock) on top of one particular head. Roy, as he chugged along the country roads in his Massey Ferguson tractor, was planning his mission. “It’s just not fair,” he would regularly […]
March 12, 2011
By Sarah-Clare Conlon… Today was like any other. Roy dawdled as long as possible beneath the bedclothes then dived into the icy box of the adjoining bathroom. He stared unseeing at the tiles mosaiced with mildew, concentrating only on enduring the erratic temperatures: first being scalded as the water boiled down from the spitting showerhead, […]
February 26, 2011
By David Hartley… I had a scarf. She had a scarf. Both scarves were home-made and of roughly equal length. Mine, however, was better. There was no doubt in my mind that mine was better. Knowing that my scarf was better, I excelled in the improvisation games in the first Drama class of the term. […]
February 12, 2011
By Plashing Vole… I killed a man today. I am not a man of violence. Sure, I’m capable of controlled aggression when required. Ask Jaap Stam. That was a controlled response to a situation. Nobody could criticise me for that. But I killed a man today. He almost made it. I was opening the door, […]
February 5, 2011
By Benjamin Judge… He said the manifold was dented. I still don’t know what a manifold is, but even then I was pretty sure that the word had nothing to do with teeth. I asked him, are you sure you are a dentist Roy? Manifolds, he replied, you always get doubters with manifolds. And then I […]
January 29, 2011
by Patrick Campbell… And the next competitor please.” The man with the beard stands up, and walks directly to the black chair. No fear. No deviation. He sits, sitting bolt upright in the chair, and fixes his gaze on the presenter. “And your name, please.” “Royston Maurice Keane.” “And your age?” “None of your business.” […]
^^^ Roy Keane's ^^^ ^^^ Lucky Scarf ^^^ 
June 22, 2011
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