This morning.

To celebrate the re-opening of cinemas across Ireland…

…Mark at Jam Art Factory writes:

We thought Broadsheet readers would be interested in a competition for a set of 2 A4 signed “old Irish cinema prints” by Paddy Duffy.  The winner can choose from Paddy’s wide range of  cinemas here

To enter, just share with us your most memorable Irish cinema experience…

Lines MUST close at 6pm.

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The votes are in.

Reader Feargus has won the beautiful set of new Irish Walk prints by Offaly-born, Dublin-based graphic designer Emily McKeagney (available at Jam Art Prints).

We asked for your favourite walk.

Feargus replied:

My favourite walk – especially in lockdown – has been the short but steep climb up Croghan Hill in Emily McKeagney’s native Offaly. It may only be a little over 200m high but the panoramic views are amazing at that elevation; across the local bogs and meadows; over to the Hill of Uisneach and down to the Slieve Blooms; and further afield to Wicklow, Down, Tipperary and Galway.  Catch it on a day of scudding clouds and the play of light across the landscape is mesmerizing. The beautiful carvings and haiku engravings at the summit are an intriguing interpretation of the hill’s volcanic origins and its folklore. A plaque at St Patrick’s Well commemorates the time pope John Paul II flew over the Croghan Hill on his way to Clonmacnoise, although it doesn’t mention that he was in a helicopter at the time. Hopefully Emily will be inspired to add it to her series.

Thanks all.

Previously: Walk This Way

Meanwhile…

The Creation of Pints by Fuchsia Macaree

With Fuschia Macaree‘s Michelangelo-inspired print on offer, we asked for your best pun of a famous painting that includes some sort of alcoholic beverage in the title. Moira Cardiff wins the print with her suggestion: Salvador Dali’s The Disintegration of the Persistence of Memory loss (after a night on the tear). Thanks all

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Dublin Old School Nightclubs by Maxi

The votes are in.

Last Monday, with a beautiful A2 print of Dublin nightclubs of old by Maxi – available at Jam Art Prints – to giveaway, we asked you to recall (if possible) your most memorable evening at any of the establishments featured in Maxi’s print

Thank you for the many hilarious entries.

Sadly, there can be only one winner (selected By Mark at Jam Art).

Third Place:

MacGafraidh writes:

‘All my memories in Pod were crazy, honestly, it was an amazing place. I used to work for a really large mobile phone company, let’s call them Fodavone, no wait too easy, Doblafone.. We had a corporate gig there hosted by one of the brands we sold, let’s call them Nokio.. and they brought in ‘Example’.. At a time when I thought his music was ‘deadly’.

Gig was great. Afterwards we’re at the bar having drinks and who is off to the side of the bar only Mr. Example himself talking to two women.

After a minute or two of gentle persuasion and an unavoidable double dare from my mates, I strolled over.. Drink in hand, eyes locked on Mr. Example, and as I approached his little circle I got this surge of confidence with my mates about 10 feet back behind me.

Me: “Example, sorry to interrupt but it’s not often you get to meet….”
Example: “can’t you see I’m talking to these girls for fuck’s sake.. Some people have no sense..”

Example walks away with the girls. Can’t believe I got to meet my hero.. And at Pod.. So I deserve the prize here. On an alternative note, David DeValera used to play at Pod and he had the place absolutely heaving.. Crazy night out guaranteed every week. Loved it.’

Runner-Up:

Bri Nylon writes:

‘I was in the Pod one Saturday night. This woman came over and said she loved my hair, and that I had a lovely face with beautiful skin. We got married two years later. Still together!’

Winner:

Liam Deliverance writes:

‘Many fuzzy memories from these magical places of dance, I was never let in to the POD for some reason and 2 visits to System marked the end of the era for me personally. I do distinctly remember one gig in the Ormonde though

It was 1996 and just before Christmas week. Myself and 2 buds got dropped in to Dame Street by my Mam, she would not have known that we were heading to Ormonde Quay later, as I thanked my Mam and got out she forced a £20 into my hand as well as a bag of Mars Funsize.

I stuffed them into my jacket pocket and got busy with a few pints. During the obligatory search from the “very” hands-on bouncers at the Ormonde they found the bag and looked at me funny, I shrugged my shoulders, ripped open the bag and offered one each to the three bouncers, they smiled and accepted, shrugged their shoulders and sent me inside.

Again I forgot about the Mars bars after putting them back in my jacket, I was more than a little embarrassed by them too. The night was a good one, couldn’t tell you who was playing, busy as with Christmas looming the next gigs would be a couple of weeks away.

Sometime in the early hours, still in the Ormonde, that bag resurfaced, and never has a small piece of chocolate, caramel and nougat tasted so very good.

I shared them around and made at least 10 new friends that night, of course I never saw any of them again but hopefully they remember fondly that night with yer man and his bag of little Mars bars!’

Thanks all.

Monday: Dublin In The Rave Old Times

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