One disgruntled visitor described the Phoenix Park as ‘just grass, grass, grass’
An Irish Diary
An Irish Diary
Garryowen, or a version of it, became a regimental anthem on both sides of the Atlantic
As Napoleon III quipped, it is neither small, solemn nor particularly religious
Cars were few and slow-moving, even on unpedestrianised streets
We limped home, penniless, but richer nonetheless
While still undecided on the subtitle – a crucial matter – I signed a contract
The diary-writing Tone made a deep impression on later Irish revolutionaries
The local elections allowed women to vote for the first time
The documentary Ransom ‘79 is a startling reminder of what a mad, bad, and dangerous place Ireland was in the Seventies
Generous gifts and an extravagant lifestyle
The Pinkerton detective agency drew much of its income from industrialists keen to disrupt organised labour
Between waves of fear, Woo-Geun imagined being back at home with his family
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