I’m not sure how many pubs will survive Covid-19. It’s not just the pandemic – it’s the way we’re all being forced to change our habits, our way of living, our way of socialising. I’m not a great man for house parties. I always thought it was better to give it a lash and let … Continue reading Here are 50 Dublin pubs we lost – how many more will close because of the way our lives are changing?
Pubs come and go. Sometimes it’s hard to believe when a good pub dies. The Pearl Bar was one such. It was an Irish Times haunt and run by the Weldon family, two of whom were in school with me. Maeve Binchy claimed she liked to visit twice a day. But many Irish Times journalists … Continue reading Some pubs to which we bade a sad farewell (and maybe a few we don’t actually miss that much!)
My friend and colleague Roy Curtis wrote a wonderful piece about pubs in the Sunday World at the weekend. It was quite an emotional piece. Roy, like me and many others, enjoys a good pub and not just because the pint might be magnificent, but because the company might also be magnificent. And if you … Continue reading Pubs: Let’s hope the really great ones survive and return. I’m aching for a pint in Toner’s!
Another year passes. And the world changes. From my teenage years when my father put a lock on the (old, Bakelite) ‘phone in the hall, to my own teenage daughter staring at her “mobile”* day in, day out. *(It’s not actually mobile. It’s portable. Sorry. I’m a pedant.) But in the past few years lots … Continue reading The world is changing quickly and it’s not all for the better.
I take on some difficult tasks in this job.* Like this one. I’m about to – I hope you’re ready for this – name the best ten pubs in Dublin. That pint of Guinness on Achill Island brought it to mind. There are more than 900 pubs still open in our capital city, though we … Continue reading People are always asking which are Dublin’s best pubs.* *(That’s another lie)
There’s been something of an outcry over the news that the George Bernard Shaw, that distinctive pub on South Richmond Street in Dublin, is to close. Sadly, I’ve never been in it – I don’t have any tattoos and I can’t grow a beard. But it’s a place that certainly seemed to be lively any … Continue reading The George Bernard Shaw wasn’t another Wood Quay. But the Manhattan was close…