How Love Conquers All in the Age of Hate

Well… September passed me by this year, and to be honest, I’m glad to see the back of it. For the first two weeks, Carys was at home sick. She spent the last fortnight in hospital. On the night she was due to come home, she had an anaphylactic reaction to a treatment. That same night, Manchán Magan left this world on adventures new that we can only guess at. I hadn’t expected any of it. I could feel myself unravelling.

But do you know what happened? When I briefly explained my absence on Insta, t...