It's Gone? So Where Do Shamrock Rovers Play Now Then?

It’s not that long ago in this country when you were mad if you did anything. I remember when I bought a house in Beggars Bush, a five bedroom Georgian townhouse on four levels, in 1984 for two hundred and forty three quid. Everyone said I was mad, "are you off your head, you’ll never get that back". Look at me now. I remember around the same time I bought a bronze bust of Paddy Kavanagh for fifty two pence in Blackberry Market, everyone looked at me like I had just stepped out of a flying saucer. "Are you off your head, you’ll never get that back". Look at me now. I remember a year or so later I paid seven quid for the original copy of the Bible in The Winding Stair bookshop on the quays. "Are you off your head, you’ll never get that back". Look at me now. Just look at me. I met a few friends in town the other night and paid the equivalent of sixty eight quid for three pints and a plate of chips. "Are you off your head" I said to myself "you’ll never get that back".