Excuse the long abscence. I recently grabbed a three day holiday on someone’s settee and included a daytrip to Brighton. The nature of the community arts beast says I have to catch up with my workload. This is a link to a new piece on the Creative Mournes Project. Not a poem; but I felt it needed setting out like one. This is a conversation I walked into at The Cnocnafeola Centre on the first nght of the project.. Please bear with it to the end of the piece. The storyteller concerned has promised a further contribution to illustrate.