James Joyce was born in
Dublin a hundred and nineteen years ago today. We should all look so good.
The back of the Irish ten-pound note contains the opening sounds of
Finnegans Wake:
"
riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to
Howth Castle and Environs."
Now you know why
Guinness is so expensive (and good).