Today is, of course, Bloomsday. I haven't begun celebrating yet, but will be into the Jameson's in a moment or two.
I've been planning a trip to Dublin for the centenary (next year) but often fear that I have already missed my opportunity, what with every Joyce fan on the planet wanting to go do the famous walk on June 16, 2004. Fears are somewhat allayed by this report that Davy Byrne's pub is only prepared to sell 400 gorgonzola sandwiches.
Could it be that there are only 400 people fanatic enough to travel to Dublin in order to travel in packs eating pork kidneys and gorgonzola? Seems there would be a wider market for that.