Tuesday, 16 June 2015

June 16

A man I barely knew shouted to me from the other end of a very long hall:

‘Hey, do you have Ulysses?’

Stunned (this was hardly the place or the time), I shouted back:

‘Yes, which language?..’

We were still fifteen metres apart, swiftly closing in on each other. The man was a distinguished old professor and I admired his pace. 


‘Sure. You want it?’

‘I do’.

We exchanged a few courteous words, briefly discussed Irish visas and, seven minutes later, went our separate ways. 

One hell of a conversation, up there with the very best. Today is the 16th of June, and a good day to remember.