“Text us to let us know when you get back in,” a mother says to her son in a low voice at Dublin airport. He is boarding a flight for the US. Her request avoids the painful truth; if he doesn’t get back in but gets arrested or deported as…
Posts Tagged with Kay Swift
53 – A Triumvirate (Or Triptych?) In London Town.
There has been something of a lull in my blogging, mainly because I am busy accosting young actresses looking for interviews (One happily responded “I like being accosted!”) and also writing academic papers. But last week, I got to bring photographs of Aideen, Frolie and Kay Swift to the University…
51 – It Ain’t Necessarily So: Improbabilities and Beautiful Infinities
There have been enough digressions and diversions and tangents for a little while – Time to get back to Aideen on the hunt that never ends. I keep thinking about that maths problem with the two hares racing, where one gets a head start, and the space in between (in…