Tuesday, February 02, 2021

Beers & Books XLVIII – James Joyce

"Is there any chance of a drink itself?"

from Dubliners,
Ivy Day in the Commitee Room

 James Joyce (2 February 1881 – 13 January 1941)

11 comments:

  1. A Guinness and a Bushmills please, oh and perhaps something else to read...

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    1. Ach, valiant Don, no Guinness left tonight, and the Bushmill does present but a Potemkin ... err ... a Seanish bottle, emptied long ago. I could open the Paddy, though. In case you promise to read the Ulysses within the next twenty, thirty years, I might even sacrifice a wee dram of Talisker. It's up to you.

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    2. Ah, I will promise to read Ulysses in full in the year of my 95th Birthday. Now Pour the Paddy.

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    3. Now, that's a word. So we can have fine disputes in the years to follow. On (y)our good health, my friend.

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  2. Oh the struggles he had to get Ulysses published. I have read it but much like the parson's egg I found it good in parts.

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  3. I truly believe that James Joyce was laughing at us when he offered us Ulysses.Yes, that's what I believe...

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    1. I believe you may have a point Claude. I have tried to read it about four times now, having been encouraged by others, and have never felt it worth persevering beyond about page 4. But "each to his own", as is said. Maybe I will try the audio book next and see how long I can stay awake.

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    2. This may be so.
      And the rumour goes, had Joyce not been ging-gong, he had written like Flann O'Brien.

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