Status Updates From The Slowworm's Song

"I love to hear the north in you. Reminds me of Evie, I suppose, but mostly it's just because it's so much a part of who you are, my northerner, my norther daughter."

Sobbing

"I'll tell you this, our smooth-cheeked prime minister would not have lasted a week on the streets of West Belfast. Over there, the men who really got stuck into the killing game, they rise and rise and nobody dares whisper car-bomb or knee-capping or sectarian murder to them. They're sitting in clean rooms. Every day they're quietly rewriting history."

"These words are a river and they cannot be turned back."

"Most of my dreams in Belfast were just about Belfast."

What an opening chapter. Jesus, my heart is already bruised.