I am so at home in Dublin, more than any other city, that I feel it has always been familiar to me. It took me years to see through its soft charm to its bitter prickly kernel - which I quite like too.

Home Dublin


Death from the Centre Out

The destruction of Dublin: a history of short-termism and political muddle

A Poet’s Dublin

A little blousy and rough around the edges but still a city of great beauty