When I go, feed me to the trees

By BOB IRVINE - The Nelson Mail

The deceased bore a look of serenity that was at odds with his loud Hawaiian shirt.

Poetic jive lionised in Norn Iron lives

OUT OF MY HEAD - BOB IRVINE - The Nelson Mail

OPINION: The Northern Irish have a way of speaking that is cockeyed poetry.

Bagels on board for big adventure

By BOB IRVINE - The Nelson Mail

Because it was there. The possibility, that is. Mountaineer George Mallory was talking about Everest. I was thinking of an equally daunting feat – a free-breakfast quadrathon from Nelson to Richmond on Go By Bike Day.

Some like it monochrome under the stars

By BOB IRVINE - The Nelson Mail

OPINION: We settle into the couch. "I think the rain might hold off," says my companion, glancing to the clouds above Fairfield Park. It has been drizzling most of the day, finally easing off in late-afternoon.