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Bloomsday

Well, I couldn't let the evening pass without posting something to mark Bloomsday. So much has been written already about the immortal day, 16th June 1904, that one struggles to say anything of any import whatsoever. Perhaps I won't even try, save to say that I took this photograph on O'Connell Street, Dublin in June 2011 (in 1904 the street was called Sackville Street). Joyce looks down benignly - twice - from the lamppost. Were he alive today, I've no doubt that he would rejoice (egregious pun, that!) over the commotion that surrounds his terrific novel Ulysses every June in Dublin and beyond. Happy Bloomsday! Brian

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