Tag Archives: Dublin

A Funeral in Tipperary

Posted on December 9, 2023 by Gabriella West

Little did I know when I picked up the second Pogues album, Rum, Sodomy & the Lash, on cassette in the mid-1980s in Dublin that I would one day be watching Shane MacGowan‘s funeral on a livestream from San Francisco … Continue reading →

Posted in creativity and its discontents, Personal | Tagged A Rainy Night in Soho, death, Dirty Old Town, Dublin, funeral, Haunted, legacy, Memory, mortality, Music, Shane MacGowan, Sinead O'Connor, The Pogues, Time | Leave a comment

The Downhill Slide: Two Literary Biographies

Posted on December 18, 2016 by Gabriella West

Shirley Jackson: A Rather Haunted Life by Ruth Franklin Manderley Forever: A Biography of Daphne du Maurier by Tatiana de Rosnay Literary biography can be such a depressing genre, although I read it, I realize, to feel vicariously alive, to really … Continue reading →

Posted in creativity and its discontents, LGBT, Reviews, Writing | Tagged 1950s, anxiety, barbiturates, bisexuality, Cornwall, Daphne du Maurier, daughters, dominance, Dublin, feminist, France, Gertrude Lawrence, ghosts, haunted lives, lesbian, life, literary biography, London, marriage, Menabilly, mothers, old age, Rebecca, Ruth Franklin, Shirley Jackson, Stanley Edgar Hyman, Tatiana de Rosnay, truth, Vermont, women's lives | 3 Comments

Dublin Writer’s Museum.

Posted on July 27, 2014 by Gabriella West

This gallery contains 16 photos.

Originally posted on SurreyKitchen:
I am not one for clichéd tourist destinations, always having preferred to browse the shelves of Shakespeare and Co in Paris rather than visit the Eiffel Tower. I am proud to say I have never been…

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St. Paddy’s, Green Beer, and a free ebook today

Posted on March 17, 2012 by Gabriella West

I want to make a confession: I’ve never sampled green beer! You see, I grew up in Dublin, where in the 1980s, the St. Patrick’s Day parade, held in still-freezing March temperatures, was a fairly sombre, pallid march down central … Continue reading →