Friday 27 April 2018

Memories of one great 'battle-cruiser'

A new book about Mulligan's pub of Poolbeg Street, Dublin, sends a few shivers down the spine, writes Declan Lynch

Illustration by Jim Cogan
Illustration by Jim Cogan
Declan Lynch

Declan Lynch

Whenever I walk past Mulligan's of Poolbeg Street, even after many years of not drinking, I can sense powerful forces behind those doors, beckoning me within.

For a few moments I am transported into a kind of an alcoholic Harry Potter film - if I walk through those doors, I will be entering some other dimension in which the laws of nature are suspended, a world beyond time.

In that Harry Potter vision, behind those walls there are gnomes and goblins and other unusual creatures working away at whatever it is that they do - drinking pints, mainly - and while they are in many ways benign, if you're Harry Potter just dropping in from the actual world, there is always a chance that you might never come out again.

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