‘How’re the kids?’
‘All right, I guess. Apart from Lucy. She’s got the hump so she’s not talking to me.’
‘Oh dear, what did you do now?’
‘Well, the other morning she was howling that her hamster had died. So I try to cheer her up, as you do. I suggested we boil it in sugar and make jam out of it. Then we put it in the garden and we’ll have lovely tulips from it.’
‘What on earth are you talking about?’
‘The song. You remember the song? Tulips From ‘amster Jam?’
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Published by Brendan Gerad O'Brien
Born in Tralee, Co Kerry, I now lives in Wales.
As a child I spent his summer holidays in Listowel, Co Kerry where my uncle Moss Scanlon had a Harness Maker’s shop which was a magnet for all sorts of colourful characters. It was there that my love of words was kindled by the stories of John B. Keane and Bryan MacMahon, who often wandered in for a chat and bit of jovial banter.
I started writing short stories based on those characters and had twenty published in various anthologies and eMags over the years. I’ve now self-published them in a collection called Dreamin’ Dreams which is available through Smashwords.com and Amazon.com, and also as stand-alone items through the same medium.
My first novel, a thriller set in Wales during WW2 called
Dark September is published by Tirgearr Publishing.
Gallows Field is my second thriller and set in Ireland during WW2, and is self-published with Amazon and Smashwords.com
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