David Robbins: A lifetime's worth of possessions hardly belongs in a skip . . .
One of the great things about journalism is that it puts you in the path of people you would otherwise never meet. And it was on one of those random assignments recently that I met a woman I will call Carmel.
Carmel was helping myself and a photographer with an article about Dublin history. There was a lot of waiting around as the photographer fussed about light, angles and passing buses, and Carmel and I got chatting.
Carmel was a splendid kind of Dublin woman: educated, rather formal, a little old-fashioned in her manner, with as much a sense of the past as the present.