"My Bonny lies over the ocean, My Bonny lies over the sea, My Bonny lies over the ocean, Oh, bring back my Bonny to me."  I was 10. My dog, Roddy, was dead, killed by a bus.  When I had come home from school that day, my Mum told me.  She was crying so hard … Continue reading Roddy: Maeve Gray

I live in an apartment on the ninth floor of a fifteen-floor building. If you walked into my home right now, what would you smell? Would you believe whisky? So you're thinking: "Poor old dear! Must be a lush- doesn't look like one, does she?" "Were you enjoying a wee drink, dear, before we arrived?" … Continue reading "Are You Kidding!": Maeve Gray