Saturday, May 26, 2018

Flash Fiction Armagh 14th June 2018

Yes, it's happening again, with an exciting line up that includes a fabulous mix of new straight-out-of-the-wrapper talent alongside award-winning writers.

Flash Fiction Armagh proudly presents the following writers at our Flash Fiction Armagh on Thursday 14th June 2018 at 7pm.

Maureen Boyle - Extract from "The work of a Winter"
Mairead Breen - "Cool customer"
Karen Mooney - "I didn’t feel the wasp sting"
Christopher Moore - "Yeats"
Máire Dinny Wren - "Scáile Dheirdre"

Jude Alexzander - "Hope" 
Byddi Lee - "Beheaded"
Elaine Toal - "Revisiting"
Peter Hollywood - "After the conflict"
Malachi Kelly - "One More"
Csilla Toldy - "The Joke"
Kelly Creighton - Extract from her short story collection "Bank Holiday Hurricane"

So please come along, listen and mingle at our next Flash Fiction Armagh as we spread the seeds of creativity far and wide.

A big thank you again to Mulberry Bistro for generously hosting the event in their gorgeous upstairs room allowing us to keep the event free.

If you'd like to see what it involves you can click here to see what happened the last time we did this or simply come on down. Feel free to have a bite to eat beforehand (or even during the event). The staff of Mulberry cater to our every whim - try a nice relaxing glass of wine while you listen, or a cuppa tea and lovely tray bakes or even a full-on delicious meal! 


Tuesday, May 8, 2018

'Lion Hunting in Armagh

When I was a terrible-two my mother appealed to my abounding sense of adventure by inviting me to go lion hunting with her. Now, I can't remember the actual occasion but like those stories that our parents tell us of our early lives, I'd heard the tale so often, I nearly believe I can remember it!  Picture the scene - My mother brings me, wild with excitement, to hunt lions, only for me to discover with disappointment and disgust that it was dandelion hunting. We were going no further than the front lawn armed only with a weeding tool!

While it was a good introduction to the falsehoods of marketing, it didn't teach me to question other things she told me in me my early life. I grew up believing that she had once had a career riding horses in the circus and that she was good friends with the Harlem Globe Trotters. Yes, it's safe to say I inherited my imagination from my mother.

But back to the 'lion hunting...

The most valuable thing living abroad has gifted me is the ability to see this wonderful place where I grew up with new eyes. I'll admit to being quite evangelical about Armagh - you could say I'm a Born Again Armachian.

I noticed something this year that I've never noticed before - how gorgeous the dandelions are.

They're everywhere in a glorious blaze of yellow as if transporting the sun's rays from beyond the clouds to shine from our lawns, fields and roadsides.

I'm so happy to see they haven't been sprayed with weedkiller and that some councils seem to be encouraging their growth on the grass verges - or is this just a delightful side effect of having no government and no money spent on local infrastructure?

Whatever it is I say let the 'lions roar!

Many folk believe dandelions to be weeds but I promise you they are much more than that. Click here of a great summary of facts about dandelions.

Dandelions  are food for bees.

Dandelions are among the first flowers to blossom after the winter and provide a food source. It's not the richest food for the bees but it breaks their fast and saves them from starving. For more information check out these links:
Dandelions are food for humans.

Dandelions in foreground - rapeseed crop in background. The Irish landscape creating it's own sunshine!
Dandelions are edible and even have health benefits. You can make medicinal teas, pesto, salads and even wine (yay!) Here's a few links to some recipes:

Fried dandelion heads (Imagine telling your two-year-old you're eating 'lion heads for dinner!)
Dandelion ginger wine (For the grown-ups!)
Dandelion pesto

Dandelions are good for your lawn.

This surprised me the most but makes sense - dandelions help the lawn in at least two ways.
  1. The strong and deep taproots break up the solid, aerating it.
  2. The same deep roots pull minerals up to the surface layers thus helping to fertilize it.
Mowing the lawn won't damage your dandelions too much. It may even promote another show of blooms. Just don't use weed killer...that will kill your dandelions.

To think that we travelled for miles last summer to see fields of lavender flowers in Provence and here on our doorstep we have equally beautiful sights that most of us don't even appreciate. Watch too for the gorgeous rapeseed fields. I noticed the delicious fragrance when I hoped out of the car to snap this shot. Gorgeous all round.

Byddi Lee

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

A Decade in Time - A Drop in the Ocean of Eternity

This time ten years ago I sat by my father's bedside as the final pages of the closing chapter of his life unfolded.

He died just before dawn. Even in my loss, the new day felt like a gift to me. Dawn was his favourite part of the day, holding a promise of fresh starts and new beginnings. For him, that day, death was a new beginning in the afterlife. For the next ten years, I found myself revisiting the image of him ready to greet me when it comes to my turn to take the same Great Voyage. I imagine him standing with a smile lighting his features as soon as he spots me, the way his face brightened when he'd meet me at the airport, returning from my travels. But I didn't have to go that far away - I'd get the same great big smile upon him opening the front door when I called to visit. Even now, I relive the bear hug he'd give me, bring his scent to the front of my mind, listen for his voice saying my name, and try not to be afraid of the swell of grief that accompanies the joy of those memories.

As I work on setting up my new house back in my old hometown, I wonder what he'd make of the last ten years.

It's been a decade of huge change for me, my family, Armagh, Ireland - north and south, and the whole world...

I would love to hear his take on it and in the quiet moments, if I still my mind and think of him, I can guess his side of our conversation. Like the time I sent my sister a birthday letter from him using my technique for writing character dialogue...

And it occurs to me...

We are as much a part of each other now as we were when he was alive. He was the first great love of my life in the way only a daughter can love and hero worship a father, especially a father like mine. In a world where women are often undervalued, he showed me I was worthy and valued. He told me that in spite of being a woman, I could do anything.

It was my mother who taught me it was because I was a woman I could do anything!
But he was a man ahead of his time. In touch with his feeling and always ready to have a good ole heart-to-heart. He was wise and kind and full of good humour. I was a woman lucky to have had him as my father. And I still have him as my father, for no matter where I am, he's in my heart.

It's been a quare decade Dad... You loved the world back then and took the good with the bad all in your stride and I think you'd be exactly the same with how things are now. Making the best of all the new technology and cursing it at the same time! I'm sorry you missed having your own Facebook page but sure if it makes you feel any better, Mum doesn't have one either. But I'm pretty sure this would have been your profile pic - at least for a while!

My Father proudly holding his first grandchild "fresh out of the wrapper"!

We'll keep trying (in vain) not to miss you because I know you don't want us to be sad.

Thank you for being you and always letting me be me.

Love you forever, Daddy.

Byddi Lee

Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Time Travel at the Armagh Museum

A good friend recently put me in touch with Sean Barden, at the Armagh County Museum when I expressed an interest in writing some short stories set in the past and based on actual events in history. We discussed how objects from the past had their own stories, and I was invited to come down to the museum to see the temporary exhibit they have at the moment entitled Telling People's Stories for 80 Years.

"You might remember Humpy the camel from Lenox's," he said.

"Oh my God, you have Humpy the camel!" I clapped my hands with delight.

Apparently, I wasn't the only one who had reacted like that.

Photograph courtesy of the Armagh County Museum

Every Armagh child who ever went into Lennox's Department Store knew Humpy. He was one of those coin-operated rides that made children beg their parents for the money to take a ride that lasted a fraction of the time it took to procure the funding - a lesson for life indeed!

I loved how Humpy looked - he wasn't humpy by nature - his face molded and painted in a friendly smile, his legs in a perpetual gallop. And he hadn't changed one bit when I spotted him in The Armagh County Museum. In fact, it was all I could do to stop myself from patting his nose, now worn bare of paint from years of people doing the same. Since I had my museum manners on, I quashed the urge to throw my arms around his neck and whisper, "Take me away!"

The museum has 3 temporary exhibit areas and at the moment all three are being used. We took a walk through the exhibit, Eye in the Sky - a display of aerial photographs from a time long before we could send a drone up for such snaps. It's fascinating to see familiar landscapes from that angle and era. I could happily spend more time browsing these - oh, but when would we have another rainy afternoon here in Armagh to do such things?

Humpy is one of forty objects as the signage at the museum explains...

"Armagh County Museum – Telling people’s stories for 80 years.

Armagh Natural History & Philosophical Society moved their museum into this building in 1856. However it would be another 60 years before the county museum was born.

When Armagh County Council took over the premises in 1930 and Council Secretary T.E. Reid was influential in getting local historian T.G.F. Paterson appointed as Honorary Curator. Paterson spent the next seven years building up a collection relevant to the history of the area and disposing of many of the Philosophical Society’s more unusual ‘curiosities’.
Armagh County Museum officially opened on 28 April 1937 and was the first dedicated county museum in Ireland.

To mark its 80th year we have chosen a selection of objects from the collection that tell the stories of people who have lived, worked and been associated with the Orchard County over the past 9,000 years."
A helpful booklet is provided that tells a little about what is known about each object (numbered for easy referencing) and I invite you to fill in the rest with your imagination.

Photograph courtesy of the Armagh County Museum

Take item number 6, for example. A human skull and reconstructed head. Who was that man?

We can see the hole in his skull, so no medals for guessing how he died.We are told that it was between 1000 and 1300AD and that he was aged between 25 and 35. The skull was found without a body during a dig in Market Street, which would suggest that he was decapitated.

Did his head roll into a ditch? Was a loved one left to wonder where that person (or even worse just the head) was until the end of their days? Was he a bad person? Had he deserved this end? Or is this the heartbreaking story of a man viciously wronged? Does his ghost still walk Market Street?

Beside the skull is a reconstructed model of what that man might have looked like. He was handsome and young.

Photograph courtesy of the Armagh County Museum

The little patch box (number 17), though tiny, spoke of much bigger issues. This little box was used to hold the beauty spots that women wore on their faces. If you read the pamphlet that accompanies the exhibit you'll learn from the clues on the container that this may have been quite the radical item to receive or gift to a secret lover perhaps! Find out more yourself at the museum.

Photograph courtesy of the Armagh County Museum

Object numbered 8 is a stick pin found in a garden in Callan street. Linger a moment here. Focus in on the head of the pin and examine the fine detail.

Photograph courtesy of the Armagh County Museum
Who took the time to make this and why spend so much time on tiny details that many might overlook?

Photograph courtesy of the Armagh County Museum

I like the idea that this workmanship did pay off, that somehow the craftsman in the afterlife knows that we are still admiring his work.

Photograph courtesy of the Armagh County Museum

These are but four objects in the exhibition - each if the others gave pause for thought in a similar way. It was so wonderful to get time away from the desk, from the screen (phone, tv, computer) and just have a look at real things. The museum is free in and a great change of pace. Often we don't appreciate the treasures on our own doorstep and the Armagh County Museum really is one.

For me, the biggest revelation was learning the true purpose of a museum. While viewing bronze axes for the story I was researching, I commented on how good it would be to have a bigger museum to display more of the objects in storage. I was surprised when told that although a larger museum would be great, the ultimate aim was not to put every item in the collection on display. Actually, when objects are in storage it is easier to control their environment and thus preserve them better.

The job of a museum is not in fact to display everything it has collected but to keep that collection safe. Storerooms are not just some "dusty oul' sheds" somewhere. Museum storage is working storage, accessible storage where each object is easy to find. Even when in storage each object is there for anyone who wants to look at it. A museum is essentially a collections resource centre, a library of objects. The Armagh County Museum has been collecting objects for 80 years and some of these objects date back as far as 9000 years ago.

It is not about restoring an object either - this implies that you are changing the object. It's about making the object stable - taking a snapshot of time then trying to preserve the past - making time stand still. I joked with Sean telling him he was, in fact, a time lord - Armagh's very own Doctor Who!

A tour of the stores had me fascinated. It was so tidy and clean and - joy of joys - labelled! A clutterphobes heaven in an oxymoronic way. The museum has an ongoing project to photograph everything it holds - like the stick pin. If you were doing a project, the museum will let you use their photos - all the photos on this post have been supplied by the museum. They are much better than anything I could take.

I learned something eye-opening on that visit - the museum is for more than browsing on a rainy day (though that's cool too.) But if you wanted to research anything that has its roots in the past the museum is the place to go. Sean made me laugh out loud with his next truism - "It's about getting past the posh frocks and the stuffed fox..."

Photograph courtesy of the Armagh County Museum

So do yourself a favour, tear yourself away from your screens and get down there - in person - to have a poke through moments in time.

On Saturday 31st March 2018 they are having a Family Fun Day and there will be owls - live owls! For more information click this link -

Maybe see you down there on Saturday.

Byddi Lee