When I was fifteen, I got hepatitis.
I saw the movie of this novel a few weeks ago on a plane after I'd read the book several months before. I found both disturbing and yet the movie was made much more so by being on a seat back display in full view of other travellers.
We walked around Killiney Hill and went on to Dalkey Village for coffee. The coffee shop had provided its across-the-road annex to a photographer and a wood turner, both of whom had some really nice work on show and of course, for sale.
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