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.
Donate
A brilliant historian and teacher who kept faith with the republic
Rallying the great and the good to build the European project from above
A satire on the political PR industry reminiscent of Waugh’s ‘Scoop’
A working class striver and skiver in one, at home with the underdog
No news: letters from John McGahern, who didn’t like writing letters
A protest against ‘the developer’ and paean to the wildness within
Multiple British fractures leave England alone to feast on its past
Dublin’s expansion on the basis of the reclamation of land from the bay
Lara Marlowe’s memoir of her years with Robert Fisk in love and war
A Reader from ‘Archipelago’, a review celebrating wild Britain and Ireland