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Last night I went to Sandycove. This tied in very nicely with finishing Dublinesque, considering the closeness with Ulysses. I realised that although I’d been to this pub in Sandycove a few times, on musical society business, I’d never actually been out to Joyce’s Martello tower. So I had a wander. I thought, if this was somewhere in Spain and there was some kind of tourist attraction close by I’d be racing up to see it and take some photos. Obviously it was closed. And dark. So I won’t put up any photos just now. (I also passed some spectacular houses, oh, how the other half live!)

I’m not sure exactly how many Martello Towers there are on the Irish coast. I wasn’t particularly curious about them when I was younger, they were just there.

Anyway, I was at a quiz last night for my former musical society. And I won a bottle of wine. That’s a result!

We were sitting under this poster. At first seeing the ‘de’ my mind switched to Spanish until I recognised the French and worked out that in French the film if ‘The Dead’ was simply called ‘Dubliners’. That story never fails to move me.
It’s a long journey back though and my phone was dead, so I did read a little bit more of The Yellow Dog. Until I had to snooze, but stay alert enough not to miss my stop…


Waving to Oscar


Speaking of Oscar, there he is!

Today I didn’t read any more of ‘To Save Everything’. I left it on the couch this morning. And no spare book to fall back on! I think Thursday after work I’ll have to do race through it, at least it’ll still be fresh for the discussion.

I ran down to Hodges Figgis at lunchtime, it might be just a little too far for a random lunchtime visit, this is probably a good thing really. But I bought a new Maigret book, The Yellow Dog. I know I shouldn’t, but I can justify it because my husband will appreciate it more than me. We’ve bought a few of the newly translated versions and I claimed I had some others, but it seemed that for some reason my granddad had bought them in French…