THREE DAYS IN DUBLIN (or mental ramblings from a bar stool) – Day 3

SOUP AND SANDWICHES By the final day of his visit to Dublin Simon had become aware of the lunchtime omnipresence of “soup and sandwiches” on offer throughout the city. Soup; Hot, thick, cream-of-whatever, mostly from cans, served in ubiquitous, small, deep bowls made of chunky catering porcelain, like large handle-less coffee mugs. And sandwiches; slicedContinue reading “THREE DAYS IN DUBLIN (or mental ramblings from a bar stool) – Day 3”

THREE DAYS IN DUBLIN (or mental ramblings from a bar stool) – Day 2

past present (NATIONAL MUSEUM OF IRELAND) His head was spinning with a myriad of impressions, smells, textures and emotions.             Simon had just finished a gentle amble through the museum and he had been aware throughout of the sensation of being screamed at by the inanimate objects on display. Walking past the perspex cabinets, crammedContinue reading “THREE DAYS IN DUBLIN (or mental ramblings from a bar stool) – Day 2”