What’s the story Rory?

My old man was called Rory and was a bit of a story teller.

He could capture the imagination of a group of six year olds for a good hour as he made up entertaining fables.  He passed away four years ago today but will live on in family legend as the man who made children smile.

His niece, my cousin, has made a living out of story telling as an Irish Times columnist and blogger,which brings me to her friend the other Rory. A Dubliner like myself who has made Belfast his home too.

Rory Og (with a little help from his partner Anita – my cousin’s old classmate) has invented what I think could well turn out to be a very fun game indeed. Take a look;

 
I’ll be throwing a few Rory cubes this Christmas remembering Dad who I miss and in the certainty that a good yarn and the endless possibilities of the human imagination live on forever.

Ps; As Piaras Kelly has just reminded me there is an iPhone app too.