Author: dmuireth

D___, C___, and another C___: all gone.  These surnames that I was placed amongst on my first day in the chemistry laboratory in the Franklin Building belonged to three men, all of whom have left us. I would not have known them had it not been for the way that the Department of Chemistry at the…… Continue reading Where have they gone?

A robin has recently taken up residence in our Willow-Leaved Pear tree in our front garden. It is astonishing that this tiny bird can produce such a loud and complex song, which we can even hear faintly through the double-glazed kitchen window. I have penned a few lines in an attempt to celebrate his presence…… Continue reading The Robin

This year saw me reading at six reading events: please see the News section for details and a few photos. I am always thrilled and grateful for such opportunities to practice my reading skills and share the stage with my New Street Author chums. 2024 also saw There Was A Soldier continue to sell since…… Continue reading 2024: Round-UP

Bruce Springsteen might be, to many of my blog readers, a well-known, 70+ years of age rock star; to others, he might be more than a comfortably-off musician: “A great American artist” is a description that I heard recently. On the other hand, Bruce Springsteen’s music might pass you by, swept along in a pantheon…… Continue reading The Spirit of Springsteen

The first thing that I noticed about the distinguished-looking gentlemen who met us at the entrance to the garden of the Quaker Meeting House was his yellow scarf, visible above the lapels of his smart overcoat. After a very wet and chilly March morning, the afternoon of the memorial meeting remained cool enough for overcoats.…… Continue reading A Meeting to Give Thanks