Tag Archives: Nera
The Ancestors and the Hollow Hills
Chris Thompson ♦ 21/09/2013 ♦ Leave a Comment
In the podcast episode, “The Further Adventures of Nera – The Cow and the Time Machine”, we found ourselves exploring the gateway to the Irish Otherworld. It is not the first timewe have made this journey.. We only have to return to our last story, Fled Bricrenn, “Bricriu’s Feast”, where we encountered another powerful Otherworld …
Sat-Navs and Seanchaís – Finding your way through stories and landscapes
Story Archaeologists ♦ 19/09/2013 ♦ Leave a Comment
This article was published in the journal Keltria in issue 42, “Storytelling”. You can order this issue of Keltria here for digital download or print edition. Notes appear at the end of the article. Ireland has an international reputation as a nation of writers and storytellers, and it forms a large part of our national …
The Further Adventures of Nera ~ The Cave Between the Worlds
Chris Thompson ♦ 16/09/2013 ♦ Leave a Comment
As Nera climbed out of the steep misted cave, into the darkness, he was met by the autumn smoke smells of damp and decay, clustering around him like a guard of arms, wakeful and watching. The cold night air caught at his throat and he shivered. And yet there was another odour, strong, green, fresh, …
Dindshenchas 08: The Further Adventures of Nera – The Cow and the Time Machine
Story Archaeologists ♦ 13/09/2013 ♦ Leave a Comment
In the context of Dindshenchas, we return to the fascinating tale, Echtrae Nerai / Táin Bó Aingene (“The Adventures of Nera / The Cattle Raid of Aingene“), which we dipped into in “Corpse Carrying For Beginners“. When Nera returns from his adventures in the síd, he ends up with even more than a time-travel headache. …
Who killed Medb? ~ a poem
Chris Thompson ♦ 14/06/2013 ♦ Leave a Comment
And Medb? That famous queen of Connacht, That virtuous virago – woman of renown, Serpent wise and venomous, How did she die? Was it Ailill, on a night of pillow talk, On a night of boasting and bragging, Was there one too many pillows plumped, To stifle her competitive tongue. Was it Ailill who brought …