Glad to be Irish Cont’d.
Remembered some grievous oversights when I woke up this morning:
- Gallarus’ Oratory—1200 year old classic
- Inis Tuaisceart ( an fear marbh )
- Mary Lavin
- Mary Robinson
- Flann O’Brien
- Beckett’s Murphy
- Ciaran Carson’s poetry
- Damian Rice
- Jack B.
- Lard-cooked chips
- Cool regional accents, especially from Ballymena, Donegal, Wexford, Kerry, West Cork, and Louth.
- Conor McPherson, in the Project and on Broadway
- The NMRC in the Maltings, Cork
But this is the list of an old fart. I’ve come up with hardly anything from the last ten years for this personal glad-to-be list (though plenty gets filed on my cranky list). Suggestions and outraged reminders welcome, especially from Bernie’s students at the Tipperary Institute, who were commenting away yesterday.


Thursday, March 18th 2004 at 9:30 am
Chips from Burdock’s
Running into people you know on Grafton Street
No more than three degrees of separation
Thursday, March 18th 2004 at 12:43 pm
The peace and solitude of Lough Nafooey
http://www.ioiltd.demon.co.uk/landscapes/nafooey.htm
Thursday, March 18th 2004 at 6:08 pm
Ireland finally being somewhere emigrate to, not from. We’re all better off for it.
Thursday, March 18th 2004 at 6:14 pm
Thursday, March 18th 2004 at 6:25 pm
And, my favourite place in Dublin:
Thursday, March 18th 2004 at 11:09 pm
The Gallarus Oratory – oh dear God, yes. What a wonderful, peaceful, moving place.
And at the opposite end of the spectrum – McDaid’s of Harry Street (from 1988 to about 1994).
Also – O’Flahertys in Dingle. At one o’clock on a Saturday night/Sunday morning. With the local Gardai coming across the road after their shift to join in the craic. And sleeping with my head out of the tent that night – my collie, Tara, snuffling beside me.
Monday, March 22nd 2004 at 10:15 pm
Darren would be keen to know that the Dublin Natural History Museum is now a museum in its own right — it’s a perfectly preserved example of what they were like at the turn of the century.
“hilariously tiny” Powerscourt Falls? Damn Canadians with their fancy igneous landscape and big waterfalls!
(also: mental note: Karlin eats in L’Ecrivain. Must hang out with Karlin when I get back ;)