Billy Keane: Strange how you can find a great peace in the loneliest of places
Published 29/10/2012 | 17:00
THERE are times when I feel the presence of ghosts. In my head. I've never actually seen one, but I go to the graves of my friends and family and I talk to them.
There has never been a Lazarus moment. My dad didn't exactly pop up in front of me and say "Cheer up Bill" or recite the first poem he ever taught us:
Jack and his mother went under a bush