Knot tightens on dickie bow
I said ‘yes’ like a shot and went into Ennis to buy the kind of maroon dickie bow that adorns the throats of MCs at literary festivals. This festival honours William Trevor and Elizabeth Bowen and, to be honest, a common or garden hack like myself is out of his depth unless he has an extremely brassy neck. The pure truth, for sure.
The MC invitation resulted from an earthy talk I delivered, some years ago, celebrating the fact that, as a very young man in the north west, I did my dancing in a Leitrim ballroom believed locally to be the ‘ballroom of romance’ made famous by Trevor.
