
I’ve lost count of the number of times I have seen someone piss on a car in Lavapiés. This wash feet barrio does exactly that; uncharacteristic raindrops, characteristic pissing from homeless people, […]
I’ve lost count of the number of times I have seen someone piss on a car in Lavapiés. This wash feet barrio does exactly that; uncharacteristic raindrops, characteristic pissing from homeless people, […]
There are as many languages in the world as visions of the realities we live in.
Take a bow, Damien Duff. Damien Duff has been a lot of things: Irish flair player and captain, a title winner with Chelsea, a losing Europa League finalist with Fulham, a local […]
Damien Duff has been a lot of things: Irish flair player and captain, a title winner with Chelsea, a losing Europa League finalist with Fulham, a local hero with Shamrock Rovers, underage […]
To drink in Madrid’s strange tea secrets, let’s start with a quote: I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea. Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from the Underground
I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea. Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from the Underground
Irish soldiers and the Spanish Civil War are deeply connected.
Liam Brady, Ian Harte, and Kevin Doyle share a bond of nationality and trade: they are all Irish and they were all professional footballers who played ‘abroad’, which is to say in […]
Then we raised a glass to JFK and a thousand more besides When I got back to my empty room I suppose I must have cried
Poetry is the art of the in-between, that space between places and identities. For me, that place is that pocket of knowing between Ireland and Spain, of home and home.
My journey into our shared past began with a poem.
The harp would appear to be an instrument embodied with heavenly powers. And we can find harpists in Fraiser and general culture..