When Fionn McCoul was in his old age he began to seek another wife… And what a wife she was!

I’ve broken down the elements of her tale into 15 sections, to string together like pearls on a necklace – 11 down, just the tragic ending to clarify in my mind…I am thoroughly enjoying the process, but also beginning to wonder if I haven’t bitten off rather more than I can chew – not that anyone would think of making a meal of Grainne!

I have to have it completely drafted before the end of next week, come what may, as after that I am in Wales and must leave the great black boar and start leaping through the forests as a deer to unfurl Sadhbh’s tale at the other end of life.