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Chattering at School is a series of animal poems that invites the listener to learn and marvel at all the wonders of the natural world. The poems include fun narratives on the surface, while containing learning and teaching moments as the poems unfold.

This series of tales was compiled during the recent pandemic lockdown and they include colourful incidents in the lives of bonesetters, matchmakers, youthful lovers, newcomers from beyond the mountains, a reformed villain’s wedding, celebrated by the whole community for days thereafter, and lots more.

Full of amusement, this series of fictional tales starts with a Galwayman’s arrival in Tipperary’s post-famine days and portrays the daily lives of a hillside community.

Chattering at School is a series of animal poems that invites the listener to learn and marvel at all the wonders of the natural world. The poems include fun narratives on the surface, while containing learning and teaching moments as the poems unfold. The book is full of moral lessons.

Fourth book in the Tales from Tipperary series, exploring community in an ancient and spiritual country.

A series of Tipperary tales within a fictitious hillside community, during the early 20th century.

This series of tales was compiled during the recent pandemic lockdown and they include colourful incidents in the lives of bonesetters, matchmakers, youthful lovers, newcomers from beyond the mountains, a reformed villain’s wedding, celebrated by the whole community for days thereafter, and lots more.

Full of amusement, this series of fictional tales starts with a Galwayman’s arrival in Tipperary’s post-famine days and portrays the daily lives of a hillside community.

A chance to delve into the minds of children and adults among the ruined streets of post-war London. The streets were our playground with not a car in sight, where we played all day.

Some children still spent summer hopping in Kent. Our class went camping in Ashdown Forest, a change from the bomb sites. We had the cubs and brownies where we earned proficiency badges in a number of skills. On Sundays, the Lido was a short bus ride away. More of our relations now came from Ireland and our Christmas parties were exciting. Passing the scholarship meant losing friends but gaining new ones. Among my friends in the streets of Paddington, this meant I was an outsider once more - a mixed blessed.

A chance to delve into the minds of children and adults among the ruined streets of post-war London. The streets were our playground with not a car in sight, where we played all day.