Road Trip – Part Two – The SuperNOVA
Read Part 1 of this saga here: https://orladoherty.com/road-trip/ Throwing back the last of our drinks at Hotel REZz, we left it to Val’s navigational skills to get us to our dinner location. It was a glorious evening in Cork City. The weather did not disappoint as we strolled across the river Lee. We took the […]
To pitch or not to pitch…(tips from three agents)
ROAD TRIP – Part One
The dart from Malahide to Blackrock when the sun is shining is a treat on any given day. Such was the start of our journey last Friday, as Annabelle and I headed off on a road-trip to Cork, the Rebel City. About a month ago, I’d signed up for a few sessions of the Cork […]
Taking Flight – Part Three
My father was an Air Traffic Controller for 40 years. Starting out in Shannon Airport in the early 60’s, he moved to Dublin, where his ambition and drive forged the way for him to become one of Irelands leading ATC instructors. In 1993, he accepted a position in Luxembourg, where he became Head of Training […]
Taking Flight – Part Two
Whilst filling out my passenger locator form on Tuesday, I learned that my first name in Czech means Eagle. Not all that bad, I thought, considering that my first name in Hebrew means something far worse. Suffice to say that when I was coaching at Princeton University in the late 90’s, my Israeli co-workers nick-named […]
Taking Flight – Part One
The sky has turned a fantastic shade of blue. My favourite colour. There’s a lone cloud passing overhead slowly, taking its time to get a look at the view below. A single seagull perched on the topmost corner of the building opposite me, gives pause to this glorious day. In the distance, the Irish sea […]
Hakuna Matata – The GOLDen Age
I haven’t been feeling too well this week, as I had a lupus* flare up a few days ago and just needed to lay low. Social media has taken a back seat and my normal sleep hours have multiplied by two-fold in the last 48 hours. You know how thoughts pop in and out of […]
Ille-Gay-ly Homosexual – The Finale
It was 1990 and I was almost 19 years old. I had no choice but to agree to give Stacey a squash lesson. I was absolutely shitting myself to be alone with her, fearing that my secret would be revealed. I was petrified to be exposed. There was a balcony above the court where everyone […]
Ille-Gay-ly Homosexual – The saga continues down under…
Ille-Gay-ly Homosexual – Part Three Imagine having spent the guts of 10 years hiding in my own little closet, sheltered by the arms of the catholic church, and now about to break free. My squash game was improving more and more. I was invited to travel with the Irish Senior National Team to Australia for […]
Angel in the River Elba
Yesterday, we went for a drive through the countryside about 30 minutes outside of Prague. It was a town called Dřísy. Now to the average Irish eye, that word is simply pronounced: Drisy. Well, if I may, allow me to educate you on the Czech language. (Seriously, I know five words). See that funny little […]