
A few weeks before Christmas last year, a group of activists called Home Sweet Home, occupied Apollo House – a vacant state owned building in the city centre, that used to be the home of the Department of Social Welfare. They turned it into a dry (as in no alcohol or drugs permitted) shelter, offering accommodation, food, and support to homeless people. The conditions were far superior than those offered by the homeless shelters funded by the government. They did this, not only to offer support to vulnerable people but also to address the growing homeless catastrophe that is convulsing Ireland, and to try to pressure the government into dealing seriously with Ireland’s housing emergency. Continue reading House
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Theatre Times: ‘Sacrament’

Another Tuesday in November. Another trip to the theatre. After a hiatus of a few months I am back on a roll, when it comes to attending plays. For my delectation this evening was ‘Sacrament’ in Theatre Upstairs.
Produced by the Minerva Collective, this one woman play is written by and stars Leigh Douglas. Continue reading Theatre Times: ‘Sacrament’
Theatre times: ‘Let the right one in’

Preview shows are not meant to be reviewed before the official launch of a theatre production. However during previews, a show will sell tickets to a paying audience, and perform the entire play, as it is meant to be shown. Usually for a few nights before ‘opening night’ on a larger production there will be a few such performances. The point of these is to allow the cast and crew try the show out to a crowd, before critics are invited in, with their poison pens, to give their esteemed written opinions. They get one final chance to iron out last minute creases. The preview is usually a short period of time – unless it’s some massive Broadway show like ‘Spiderman’ – where the previews ran for months.
Last night I saw the second preview show of ‘Let the right one in’ by the National Theatre of Scotland and BKL productions (directed by John Tiffany). It will be playing in the Abbey Theatre until January 6th. Continue reading Theatre times: ‘Let the right one in’
Steps: the most electrifying night in the history of show-business

‘So I can’t go to the Steps concert next week, do you want my ticket?’
‘Um…’
‘I’ll give you a knockdown price for it.’
SOLD! To the cheapskate from Limerick.
I was going to the 3Arena in Dublin, to see 1990s sensations Steps! (proudly supported by classical violin quartet The Vengaboys). Continue reading Steps: the most electrifying night in the history of show-business
My visitors turned my weekend into the ESB Christmas advert.

So the visitors departed, after their forty eight hour whirlwind visit from the big smoke. I was sad to say goodbye. Guiltily, I also felt a slight sense of relief. I hasten to clarify, that this is not a reflection on the company I keep. My friends are classy Bruces – glamourous and interesting. Continue reading My visitors turned my weekend into the ESB Christmas advert.
The visitors

The Amsterdam crew were in Dublin today.
Large and in charge, and direct from London. None of us live in the land below the sea anymore. But we’ll always be Amsterdam. Continue reading The visitors
Failure: the driving test edition

I did not sleep well on Tuesday night. Well of course I didn’t – on Wednesday morning I had my inaugural driving test. Finally, at an age north of forty, I was going to attempt to get a license, to perform an activity , in which people young enough to be my children are legally allowed to engage. Continue reading Failure: the driving test edition
Kathy Griffin: Original gangster

Last night I saw Kathy Griffin performing her stand-up show ‘Laugh your head off’ at Vicar Street in Dublin. Continue reading Kathy Griffin: Original gangster
‘Sorry bud. We don’t take notes.’

I called into my usual greasy spoon for my morning cup of coffee, using my last 2 euro coin to pay for it. Wishing the nice woman behind the counter a good weekend I exited the shop. Before slumping at the bus stop outside to await the vehicle’s arrival. It would whisk me off to a black and white, monochrome land – the reverse of the Wizard of Oz. I was going to wake up in the bleak, grey world of Kansas – also known as the industrial wastelands. Continue reading ‘Sorry bud. We don’t take notes.’
The Dublin City Marathon

Sunday was the annual Dublin City Marathon. The day that 20,000 brave souls go for a 42 kilometer jog around the city.
Continue reading The Dublin City Marathon