What connects a pharmacy, hairdressers, an old cinema and a bar? Lots and lots of surprising history. One which tells the story of Madrid.
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A gasp followed by a gulp – A Poem
Melancholic Celts surrounded by happy Spanish people… ah, it’ll be grand.
Coda – A Poem About Isolation
A poem about walking around the city, through the different parts and around the different people.
The Pigs Are Dead
Excuse me dear, I’m hungry tonight. Leopold Bloom, Ulysses.
The Pigs Are Dead: Hipster Sausages
Hipster sausages, hipster prices – it’s all food for thought. Excuse me dear, I’m hungry tonight. Leopold Bloom, Ulysses.
Surreal Ideas & Irish Stories in Madrid
It’s a magical world, Hobbes, ol’ buddy… let’s go exploring! Calvin & Hobbes
Lavapiés is home to you and me
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, […]
Lavapiés Stories: Home to You and Me
I’ve lost count of the number of times I have seen someone piss on a car in Lavapiés, but it’s another yarn in a list of Lavapiés stories. This wash feet barrio […]
Words Perched on Branches: The Language of Beauty
There are as many languages in the world as visions of the realities we live in.
Take a bow Damien Duff: Beating the Spanish
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 […]
How Damien Duff Terrorized the Spanish
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 […]
‘Turn’ – A Poem about Emigration
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.
