Sorry, Karl. No fanboys in on Wednesday.
This little gem had Broadsheet in floods of tears as young men, much as randy Uncle Mike would make us cry when he bit us. But unlike Mike, Flight of the Doves is not paralysed down one side of its body with severe gout in both legs and married to a woman who pees in a bag.
In fact Flight of the Doves has aged impeccably. This section deals with pretty much everything that was to happen 30 years later. It opens outside a synagogue in Temple Bar (actually The River Club), where two scamps are hiding in bins…