Bohemian Rhapsody
If I had shares in a razor company I would be worried. Beards are back and they’re taking over the world, one hipster city at a time. Dublin, perhaps after Williamsburg in Brooklyn and... Continue Reading
If I had shares in a razor company I would be worried. Beards are back and they’re taking over the world, one hipster city at a time. Dublin, perhaps after Williamsburg in Brooklyn and... Continue Reading
A theatre often reminds me of the sensor light in my yard: it lies dormant until it senses movement. And then the theatre, once dark, is suddenly alive with new stories. But in the dark rooms of the... Continue Reading
It bubbles up through soft mountain bog deep in the Wicklow wilderness and cuts through Dublin’s centre like an artery. I first met the Liffey in a Radiohead song, and then tried to... Continue Reading
There are some cities you can never love. There are some cities you can grow to love. And then there are the cities that sweep you off your feet, whisk you up the aisle and marry you before... Continue Reading
It’s a cruelty akin to listening to Westlife on repeat when St Patrick’s Day falls on a Monday. One Guinness turns to two and then seven, an Irish Coffee is more whiskey than anything... Continue Reading
Ireland is not to be taken lightly. The personality of this little country is imbued with a brooding sense of charm, equal parts melancholy and temptation. Dublin’s cultural heritage... Continue Reading