Murphy’s big leap of faith
In the depths of winter he’d hear the horn of his grandfather Mick’s jeep around half six in the morning and Conor Murphy knew it was time to go to work. He couldn’t wait.
Mick wouldn’t keep the horn blowing for long – not because he was worried about waking the neighbours in Derrygrá, just outside Enniskeane in West Cork, but because he didn’t have to.