By Luke Haines I spend a lot of my time in Ireland for my day job. I’m in Ireland as I write this, in a town called Tralee, immortalised in the song “The Rose of Tralee” which subsequently gave its name to an annual woman-judging contest. Irish music only has two genres – threatening and…

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In which our fearless editor struggles with a smashed windshield and the vague suspicion that things are going to get a lot worse before they get better. I write at a table in the Flying Star on Menual. The Star’s a local café and restaurant. They do pretty good food, really. Coffee’s not bad, too.…

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