It’s a sign of our times when the loss of a flagship Primark store, rather than the architectural gem it was housed in, provoked an almost apocalyptic outpouring of public dismay at being suddenly and shockingly bereft of a major shopportunity.
IN the one-act W.B. Yeats play, The Cat and the Moon, a blind man carries a lame beggar on his back as they make a pilgrimage to St Colman's Well. When they arrive, they are asked: "Will you be cured or will you be blessed?"
KWEISI Mfume is a name not well known here in Ireland but he was once President of the National Association for the Advancement of Coloured People, which played a major role in the Civil Rights Campaign of the 1960s in the United States.
Even Theresa May’s most ardent critics could not have predicted the thrashing she took in Westminster on Tuesday, when 432 MPs, including 118 members of her own party, voted against the Withdrawal Agreement she’d spent weeks trying to sell.
Why does practically every newspaper and magazine find it compulsory to publish a slew of self-improvement features in the first bleak weeks of a new year, when money and waistbands are equally tight and our basic animal instinct is to hibernate on the sofa on a diet of comforting stodge and do nothing till the days lengthen?