Dec 24, 2024
Oct 24,2024
I raced down the stairs to the phone, and grabbed the receiver, only to find myself immediately surprised by a slow, intense voice.
'Have you got a photocopier?'
It was 1990. I was 24 years old and still living at home with my parents. Why on earth would I own a photocopier?
This is one of the pieces featured on Sunday Miscellany on October 20th, celebrating Paul Durcan's 80th birthday (including two of his own pieces from the archives, read by the poet himself) - listen to the full programme here,