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.

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Issue 150, December 2022

Part of the Union

Part of the Union

Brian Sheehan

Fighting for decent salaries and conditions for low-paid civil servants

Back to the Womb

Back to the Womb

Geraldine Moane

Manchán Magan’s guided tour through the landscapes of ancient Ireland

Many Rooms

Many Rooms

Jeremy Kearney

A fascinating and at times unflinching autobiography from Paul Brady

Out of the Doldrums

Out of the Doldrums

Richard Pine

The second Irish cultural revival of the late 1950s and early ’60s

Too much too soon

Too much too soon

John Wilson Foster

The unconsidered perils of the nationalist rush to Irish unity

On the Precipice

On the Precipice

Katrina Goldstone

The short but productive life of Joseph Roth, elegist of Habsburg Austria

Murder Most Foul

Murder Most Foul

Patricia Craig

The achievement of a great entertainer, ‘queen of crime’ Agatha Christie

I’m Dangerous, Me

I’m Dangerous, Me

Kevin Power

Shriver’s irritation: a pose that doesn’t add up to a set of ideas

‘The Catholic Church’

‘The Catholic Church’

Fergus O’Donoghue

What ‘everyone knows’ about Catholic Ireland, and the more complex reality

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