Bloomsday...

....was two days ago and it's still on my mind. Every year at the Rosenbach the wonderful Drucie McDaniel does the end of the book, the Molly Bloom soliloquy, so-called, and it always, always makes me cry. She's so good. I just wanted to say that, and also mention that I saw a man there in costume, Dublin-style, who looked an awful lot like Joyce (round glasses, no eye patch). I'm keeping my fingers crossed that he dresses like this every day. Fingers crossed and eyes peeled ...