The heirs of today's birthday child who once finished his masterpiece in Triest will feel a bit triste when thinking of next year as then they can't suck any more honey / money from their ancestors' genius - in January 2011 the copyright expires.
How cometh I am looking forward to January 13th? :)
Jan 13....is your birthday...some 'empathy' tells me that..
ReplyDeleteright or wrong? At least one is right.)
Perhaps there will be a Financiers Wake!
ReplyDeleteLovely mug, by the way.
Irish whiskey in that coffee? Is Joyce's mug half-empty or half-full?
ReplyDeleteI forgot the words:
ReplyDeleteCelebrating with you. Slàinte!:)
I love the mug too, The time when his descendants lose control of the rights to his work cant come soon enough
ReplyDeleteHans,
ReplyDeleteindeed, one's right: Your're wrong. :)
By mentioning January 13th, I was refering to Joyce's day of death; however, you are right in so far as my birthday is on a 13th.
Stan,
are you thinking of a bail out?
The mug I bought in a pottery not far from Galway - in Spiddle.
They offered quite a range: Flann O'Brien, Lady Gregory, Yeats, Seamus Heaney etc..
Claudia,
whisk(e)y in the coffee?! Peeeh! Nah! I am purist. When it comes to Whisk(e)y, I am purist. :)
Anyway: Sláinte!
Jams,
next time you drop over to Ireland, make a trip to Spiddle: As mentioned above, they do also sell Flann O'Brien mugs. ...