Glad to be Irish Cont’d.

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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.

7 comments to “Glad to be Irish Cont’d.”

  1. Comment by Pádraig:

    Chips from Burdock’s

    Running into people you know on Grafton Street

    No more than three degrees of separation

  2. Comment by Bert:

    The peace and solitude of Lough Nafooey

    http://www.ioiltd.demon.co.uk/landscapes/nafooey.htm

  3. Comment by Damien:

    Ireland finally being somewhere emigrate to, not from. We’re all better off for it.

  4. Comment by Karlin Lillington:
    • Coalmen with horse-drawn carts — still.
    • The conversational phrase, “Come here to me…” followed by “Go away!”
    • That moment in early March when everyone starts to say, “There’s a grand stretch to the evenings now, isn’t there?”
    • The scent of March hyacinths in St Stephen’s Green
    • St Stephen’s Green
    • Dinner in L’ecrivain
    • Political gossip
    • Leisurely coffee in The Merrion Hotel’s beautiful, art-filled lobby
  5. Comment by Darren:
    • Toners
    • The mystery that is Fitzwilliam Square
    • The hilariously tiny Powerscourt Falls, the tallest waterfall in Ireland
    • The Temple Bar Market
    • The absolutely dire UGC cinema on the north side (I hear they’re renovating it)
    • The Screen Cinema, with its thousand year old ticket-taker

    And, my favourite place in Dublin:

  6. Comment by Michael O'Connor Clarke:

    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.

  7. Comment by Justin:

    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 ;)