Poor Mouth, Rich Reputation – Frank McNally on fellow Flannorak and pioneering publican, Mick Gleeson
He bought the pub for a mere £58,000
A Hill to Die On - Frank McNally on celebrating the summer solstice at Tara
Some had been there since dawn, or earlier
‘He counted himself blessed to be an Irishman’: Henry Mount Charles remembered at Slane
Alex Conyngham said his father ‘truly loved’ Ireland despite initially struggling with Anglo-Irish identity
Manhattan Transfer – Frank McNally on Skin-the-Goat Fitzharris in New York
Although in his late 60s by then, he was back in the job market
Scotch Broth – Frank McNally on Michael Cusack’s frustrated hope for a pan-Celtic sports alliance
In fact, like others in the book, the character was a composite of different people
Voice from the Grave – Frank McNally on a debut poetry collection from Niall Montgomery, 38 years after his death.
A man of many talents he was not only an architect, but a newspaper columnist as well
Frank McNally on the Bloomsday fitness progamme (and why Virginia Woolf will never be as popular as Joyce)
As readers of Ulysses will know, Bloom had a bit of a belly
Bloomsday: Aficionados enjoy a Full Joyce for breakfast then devour extra helpings of Ulysses
But Dorset Street is still too busy being itself to celebrate being immortalised in fiction
Resurrected Reverend – Frank McNally on the Irish priest who “did a Reggie Perrin”
Almost a century earlier, a Catholic priest from Sligo had resorted to the same thing
Passage from India – Frank McNally on a Delhi journalist and Joyce fanatic in Dublin for Bloomsday
The heat was already oppressive
Epistolics Anonymous – Frank McNally on a Joycean mystery wrapped in an enigma
He is now tramping around Dublin with two lawbooks under his oxter
Animal Farm – Frank McNally on how “Skin-the-Goat” Fitzharris was radicalised by the killing of a fox
This was bad news for the fox, but also for Fitzharris
Joyce on Trial - Frank McNally on a landmark libel case of 1954
The BBC and the James Joyce libel connection
A Phrase that Passeth Understanding – Frank McNally on a rude biblical euphemism
I don’t recall ever hearing the last verb there mentioned at Mass
As the Crow Squeals - Frank McNally on a mysterious Irish rhetorical device
Men’s coats have gone mysteriously out of fashion in recent years