Steps

There are, according to Eddie Cochran, three steps to Heaven, which is a comforting thought when you consider the Irish aren't sure how many steps there are to Hell. Ask any Dubliner where you'll find the 40 Steps and there's a chance you'll be given just as many answers. The most likely candidates though will…Read more Steps

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Cutthroats and Murderers

Place names can be endlessly fascinating, particular for the insight they give you to where you live and its history. Happily, the district I live in is the oldest part of the city of Dublin, called The Liberties and it's packed full of evocative names like Marrowbone Lane, Winetavern Street and Fishamble Street, to name…Read more Cutthroats and Murderers

The Deal – #4 in the Taking Liberties Project

The Deal By a busy city street three men in a lane, between the Middle East store and Vicar St, bent in business, oblivious to the hub-bub, rush hour people, going home, intent on the share, the deal of their lives, this minute. Few words, hungry eyes, gaunt and haunted, slaves of the powder that…Read more The Deal – #4 in the Taking Liberties Project

The End

Photo credit: the last photos of nuclear tests from China, 1996, You Tube Military History series. I've spent three weeks reading an incredible novel call The Hand of Fatima by the Spanish writer, Ildefonso Falcones, an exhaustive account of the persecution  and final expulsion of the last Moors from Spain in the 16th and 17th…Read more The End

The Cafe

I've found a cafe, near my home, where I can sit and think. It's on a street of antique shops, a tranquil oasis in a city. There are four tables, some high chairs along the right wall. They sell haberdashery items and stationery. There's even two computer screens and wifi so you can rent some…Read more The Cafe

DUBLIN, me darling

Dublin can be heaven, with coffee at 11 and a stroll in Stephen's Green, no need to hurry, no need to worry, you're a king and the lady's a queen, Grafton St's a wonderland, there's magic in the air, there are diamonds in the lady's eyes and gold dust in her hair and if you…Read more DUBLIN, me darling

JOHNNY THE FOX

In 1991, MOJO editor, Mark Ellen invited me to write the first article in a proposed series of articles about bizarre rock and roll deaths. The story would have a 1,000 word limit. The subject of the debut article was to be Phil Lynott, the lead singer of Irish rock group, Thin Lizzy. Little had…Read more JOHNNY THE FOX