For Sunday Miscellany on RTÉ Radio 1, listen to Come West With Me To Beara, by Cónal Creedon above.
She seldom spoke of loneliness – but sometimes dared to dream.
Up high. Up high. Where Golden Fish and Angles fly.
And the setting sun reached back to say: come West the road with me...
Listen to more from Sunday Miscellany here.
