Take a leaflet – and a walk on wild side
Life's strangest flavours can be sampled and enjoyed by showing some curiosity on the street writes Nicky Larkin
ON the long walk back from a funeral, I was offered both God and heroin. Each time I politely declined. Then I began to ponder the link.
It was a sad day to begin with. Funeral blues for a lonely Bog Merchant, marching through the brightly lit streets after dark.
First up was the heroin. Under the shadow of the giant needle – five minutes after horsing down chicken nuggets in Supermacs. But further north of the Liffey came a second, more interesting offer ...