Blame Mrs RM for that title by the way, a unique Clash/Father Ted mash-up probably. We didn’t come to Dublin for the pubs, of course, and seven pints in three days is probably below the minimum acceptable level.  But we did walk 25 miles, with just one mild argument in the lingerie department at Dunnes… Continue reading CRAFT, HIDDEN CASK, & GETTING LOST IN A DUBLIN LINGERIE DEPARTMENT