The sun has come out and we’re on the way!!
A skiff, a crumpled throwaway, Elijah is coming, rode lightly down the Liffey, under Loopline bridge, shooting the rapids where water chafed around the bridgepiers, sailing eastward past hulls and anchorchains, between the Customhouse old dock and George’s quay.
(I think that’s Loopline bridge anyway. I’m not a Dub, I can’t be expected to remember these things. In Waterford we only have two bridges. We call them ‘de bridge’ and ‘de uddar bridge’).
