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    Being walked by a dog

    I’ve never professed to being an animal lover. Perhaps it has something to do with losing a succession of pets as child to poison and

    What you find when you go looking for cider vinegar

    I travel. Quite a bit. And I’m no stranger to unusual ‘bring back’ requests, but this was the first time I’d been asked to bring

    Laughing and crying at lunchtime in Dublin

    I love having you home, but I couldn’t afford it if you moved home permanently. So said a mate of mine as we spent a

    2014 Grateful 38

    His name was McCarthy. Stephen, I think. Or was it Patrick? No matter. It was definitely McCarthy. And he was definitely Irish. Considering I was

    A flight of fancy

    I can’t ever remember being in Donabate. But then again, given what my memory is like, I’m open to correction. No doubt even more years

    Touching coffins

    There are more people buried in Glasnevin cemetery in Dublin that are currently alive in the city. I heard that on Saturday and it still

    Shifting geographical loyalties

    Since I first left Ireland back in 1990, I’ve had two homes. ‘Home’ is wherever I happened to be living at a given moment in

    Grateful 2

    I’ve been in Ireland since Wednesday and have been on an emotional rollercoaster for most of it. This has been my longest absence in years

    Guess who’s coming to dinnner

    I am the first to admit that I will need to be dragged kicking and screaming into the technological 21st century. A toddler picked up

    Too little, too late

    As cigarettes creep towards a whopping €10 a pack in Dublin, and Budapest begins to get used to the new smoking laws, I’ve only now

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