Author Archives: Bill Fitzsimons

Verb – an eager, tail-wagging little word, running wide-eyed between its bigger brothers; words such as conjunctions, prepositions. One of grammar’s doers, never content to lie supine, always knowing that action speaks louder than other words. Pronouns are full of … Continue reading →

My neighbour is an angel. I can hear her wings flutter at night, her celestial voice harmonising with the thrum of the universe. Each morning I open my door and see a trail of silver angel-dust leading from her house … Continue reading →

After the storm, a calmness will lay its cloak upon the earth. In a time of uncertainty and fear we must pull together. We must be strong with the strength of angels. Already, this time of terror has brought out … Continue reading →