383) The James Connolly of Eden Quay, North City, D1

Formerly Lanigans, a scene of song and story and an early and previous blog entry. Claims to be a traditional Irish pub, but it reminds one of an Irish Bar you might find in the South of Italy. Daly’s is attached - the restaurant section. On the day of our visit it was deeply empty - disarming for us though alarming for them - and yet it was a Monday after all, ‘twas we who were the gobshites getting the week off to a silly start. Guinness is €5.80, which I guess counts as cheap in these parts and these times. It is notably dark. Nice to get a view of the Liffey - no matter what the weather, the hint of exterior brightness is luminescent, speaking from the drab dimness of this vantage.

Barman wears black with red tie - nice touch, Charlie. While we sat moping and supping, the only customers, some lads came in to use the toilet, then left. Legends. Toilet dispenser comes complete with charming caption: ‘Please don’t snort coke off me.’ Other amusing graffiti includes: ‘I’m a nice gay for a big lollipop’ - indeed, the writing on the walls could well be the stuff of another encyclopedic appendix! The only other customers who appeared (during the half hour of our cursory visit) had only stopped to get a coffee to shelter from the rain.

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