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Passengers on the bus between Bangor and the terminus are all linked to this area in North Wales either because they were born here, or because circumstances have brought them. Their stories which are many and varied touched by the minutiae of everyday life, contemplation of murder or the drama of terrorism are told as they travel to their destination.The bus travels from Bangor City to the terminus in the mountains. It passes the new suburbs, the old cottages associated with the quarry and its now preserved railway. It climbs noisily up the hills, stops in the village to pick up parcels and papers and rests at the terminus overlooking a wide panorama of fields and woods, houses and water. A...
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This story of a 1950s latch-key kid and his search for a father, is a mixture of make-believe and gritty reality. The author's other books include Union Street, Blow Your House Down and The Century's Daughter.
Francie Brady, the broken Butcher Boy, leads a busy life in Fizzbag Mansions. Still obsessed with the comic books of his childhood, he has found a new vocation as a publisher of his very own magazine, The Big Yaroo
Telling the strange and sometimes hilarious tale of a deeply disturbed boy, a portrait of a dangerous mind profiles Francie, known in his repressive Irish town as the "Pig Boy," as his bright and love-starved psyche descends into madness.
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You wouldn't expect to find a mature woman of 28 mixed up with a bunch of swingers in a small town like Barntrosna. But that's exactly what happened according to Walter Bunyan, and he should know, she was his wife.
This is a new release of the original 1960 edition.
"There is something special about the relationship we all have with our mothers..." Meet Pat McNab, forty-five years old, and about to embark on a homicidal rampage sparked by matricide. Or is he? Pat spent endless hours chain-smoking and propping up the counter of Sullivan's Select Bar (not that Mrs. McNab knew anything about it -- she and Timmy the barman didn't get along at all) or sitting on his mother's knee singing away together like some ridiculous two-headed human jukebox. But that was all before the story really began -- Emerald Germs of Ireland is in essence Pat McNab's post-matricide year. Pat, who now spends many of his waking hours sitting by the window in his old dark house, wa...