“Junior fell into our lives at the start of 2020. Like, literally fell into the Guinness yard.”
Junior fell into our lives at the start of 2020. Like, literally fell into the Guinness yard (which is technically our back garden) while I was working from home at the start of the pandemic.
She was a tiny cub who got separated from her mother and fell 50 feet from an adjacent yard, resulting in what we suspected was a broken rear leg or hip. Feeling sorry for her we would throw in scraps of food, thinking she would probably disappear.
But she decided to make the James’s Gate keg yard her home. Three years later, she still comes every night (on the dot of 7:30). She likes chicken, tofu, and Linda McCartney veggie sausages. She hates prawns, chips or potatoes.
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“The head struggles to make sense of it all, but the heart beats along with every haphazard second of it.”
Róise McGagh’s exhibition “sticks and mountains and huge lone birds” is on now at the College Lane Gallery.
Four bands cycled through the stage at the underground candle-lit Bello Bar last Thursday for the first outing of the monthly Off Grid Fusion.
“This singular eccentric is on an exciting trajectory.”
