An Ulster Idyll by MADDAN CASSIDY
Read by Allan McClelland
Nathaniel Moffat , or Thanny, for so everybody called him, could not be described as even a slow thinker. A thought did not present itself in the usual way: it had to hover around before it found a way of burrowing into his mind. So the little girl had stopped and talked to him every day for a week before he realised he was very fond of her .. Producer TANIA GARNER