Making madness inside Áras an Uachtaráin
Lanea on Jun 8th 2006
Cramming Irish down your throats now. Because, for some odd reason, it relaxes me. I’ll give a lovely present to anyone who can explain the allusion in the title of this post. It’s a hard one. But it’s worth it, because a very good poet is involved. The Irish word for president is Uachtarán, which […]