“When I lived in Connemara, I used to frequent (the old) Keogh’s pub in Ballyconneely.
I was green back then, and by that I don’t mean pure unadulterated paddy: I mean that, as an Englishman new to an Irish village, I smiled a lot, kept my head down, myself to myself (with the notable exception of the local Chelsea posse) and pretty much did what I was told.”
Charlie’s latest article is up on Double Vision, belatedly for reasons beyond my control etc. etc. I also haven’t got around to my report on my Concern Workshops, which I’ll try and have up in the next day or two. Back soon!
