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Fifteen of Ireland's finest writers collaborated on this murder mystery that involves searching for the only manuscript of an unpublished novel by James Joyce. Raucous, raunchy, and completely hilarious, Yeats Is Dead! is a diabolically entertaining mulligan stew of a novel. James Joyce would be proud.

Paddy Clarke is ten years old. Paddy Clarke lights fires. Paddy Clarke's name is written in wet cement all over Barrytown, north Dublin. Paddy Clarke's heroes are Father Damien (and the lepers), Geronimo and George Best. Paddy Clarke has a brother called Francis, but Paddy calls him Sinbad and hates him because that's the rule. Paddy Clarke knows the exact moment to knock a dead scab from his knee.

The Black Dog of Depression has descended over the adults of Dublin. Uncles are losing their businesses, dads won’t get out of bed, mothers no longer smile at their children. Siblings Raymond and Gloria have had enough and set out one night with one goal in mind: to stop the Black Dog, whatever it takes. In a chase through the streets and parks and beaches of Dublin, the children run after the Black Dog, and soon dozens, then hundreds, then thousands of kids join in their fight. They discover they have one weapon against the Black Dog. The weapon is a word: “brilliant.”

Drinking pals back in their Dublin days, Davy rarely sees Joe for a pint anymore - maybe one or two when Davy’s over from England to check in on his elderly father. But tonight, one pint will turn to three and then five as Joe recounts a secret, leading the two men on a bender back to the haunts of their youth. Joe has left his wife and family for another woman, Jessica. Davy knows her too, or he should - she was the girl of their dreams all those years ago, the girl with the cello in George’s Pub.

The men in Bullfighting are each concerned with loss in different ways - of their place in their world, of power, virility, love - of the boom days and the Celtic Tiger. ‘The stories, his memories, were wearing out’ the narrator of the title story thinks, ‘and there was nothing new replacing them.’The stories move from classrooms to graveyards, local pubs to bullrings; featuring an array of men at their working day and at rest, taking stock and reliving past glories.

Just moved into a new apartment, alone for the first time in years, Victor Forde goes every evening to Donnelly's pub for a pint, a slow one. One evening his drink is interrupted. A man in shorts and pink shirt brings over his pint and sits down. He seems to know Victor's name and to remember him from school. Says his name is Fitzpatrick. Victor dislikes him on sight, dislikes too the memories that Fitzpatrick stirs up.

Meet Charlie Savage: a middle-aged Dubliner with an indefatigable wife, an exasperated daughter, a drinking buddy who’s realized that he’s been a woman all along.... Compiled here for the first time is a whole year’s worth of Roddy Doyle’s hilariousseries for the Irish Independent. Giving a unique voice to the everyday, he draws a portrait of a man - funny, loyal, somewhat bewildered - trying to keep pace with the modern world (if his knees don’t give out first)

Old friends meet up on a summer's evening at a Dublin restaurant. Both are now married with grown-up children, and their lives have taken seemingly similar paths. But Joe has a secret he has to tell Davy, and Davy, a grief he wants to keep from Joe. Both are not the men they used to be. Neither Davy nor Joe know what the night has in store, but as two pints turns to three, then five, and the men set out to revisit the haunts of their youth, the ghosts of Dublin entwine around them.

Rory and Ita, Roddy Doyle's first nonfiction book, tells, largely in their own words, the story of his parents' lives from their first memories to the present. Born in 1923 and 1925 respectively, they met at a New Year's Eve dance in 1947 and married in 1951. They remember every detail of their Dublin childhoods, the people, the politics, idyllic times in the Wexford countryside for Ita, for Rory, his apprenticeship as a printer.

At sixty-six, Paula Spencer—mother, grandmother, widow, addict, survivor—has finally started to live her life. She has a job at the dry cleaners she enjoys, her boyfriend Joe is a text away when she needs him, and her four children now have the healthy families and petty dramas that Paula could have only hoped for. Despite its ghosts, Paula has started to push her past aside. That is until her eldest, Nicola, turns up on her doorstep one day.

Il signor Mack stava andando alla stazione. Era una bella giornata di sole. Gli uccellini sui rami cantavano la loro canzone preferita, e spirava un'arietta piena dei profumi della prima colazione: pancetta, uova, zampe di rana e cavolo verzo. Il signor Mack fa un lavoro davvero interessante: l'assaggiatore di biscotti. Ma una mattina, sulla strada per la fabbrica di biscotti, lo aspetta un destino davvero ingrato (e puzzolente): è sul punto di sperimentare... il trattamento Ridarelli. A chi tocca il trattamento Ridarelli? Agli adulti che sono cattivi coi bambini.

In these 10 beautifully moving short stories, mostly written over the last year, Booker Prize winner Roddy Doyle paints a collective portrait of our strange times. A man abroad wanders the stag-and-hen-strewn streets of Newcastle, as news of the virus at home asks him to question his next move. An exhausted nurse struggles to let go, having lost a much-loved patient in isolation. A middle-aged son, barred from his mother's funeral, wakes to an oncoming hangover of regret.

Just moved in to a new apartment, alone for the first time in years, Victor Forde goes every evening to Donnelly’s for a pint, a slow one. One evening his drink is interrupted. A man in shorts and a pink shirt brings over his pint and sits down. He seems to know Victor’s name and to remember him from secondary school. His name is Fitzpatrick. Victor dislikes him on sight, dislikes, too, the memories that Fitzpatrick stirs up of five years being taught by the Christian Brothers.

Paula Spencer begins on the eve of Paula's 48th birthday. She hasn't had a drink for four months and five days. Her youngest children, Jack and Leanne, are still living with her. They're grand kids, but she worries about Leanne.

Gerade in eine neue Wohnung gezogen und zum ersten Mal seit Jahren allein, geht Victor Forde in Donnelly's Pub auf ein Bier. Dort bekommt er Gesellschaft. Ein Mann in Shorts und rosa Hemd, stellt sich als Fitzpatrick vor und setzt sich zu ihm. Er kennt Victors Namen und erinnert sich an ihre gemeinsame Schulzeit. Victor mag ihn nicht. Auch mag er die alten Geschichten über ihre Zeit bei den Christlichen Brüdern nicht die Fitzpatrick hervorkramt. Angeregt durch die Gespräche steigen auch andere Erinnerungen in Victor hoch - an Rachel, seine schöne Ex-Frau und Berühmtheit, an seinen eigenen Anspruch, etwas im Leben zu erreichen.

Früher waren Davy und Joe gute Kumpels. Inzwischen treffen sie sich nur noch gelegentlich, wenn Davy aus England nach Dublin kommt, um seinen Vater zu besuchen. Es sind oberflächliche Begegnungen, sie sind erwachsen geworden, jeder hat sein eigenes Leben. Doch dieser Abend ist anders. Die beiden Männer ziehen wie früher um die Häuser, trinken ein Bier nach dem anderen, und die Gespräche werden immer vertrauter. Lange zurückgehaltene Gefühle und Konflikte drängen nach oben. Joe vertraut seinem Freund an, dass er seine Frau und seine Kinder für eine andere verlassen hat.

Früher waren Davy und Joe gute Kumpels. Inzwischen treffen sie sich nur noch gelegentlich, wenn Davy aus England nach Dublin kommt, um seinen Vater zu besuchen. Es sind oberflächliche Begegnungen, sie sind erwachsen geworden, jeder hat sein eigenes Leben. Doch dieser Abend ist anders. Die beiden Männer ziehen wie früher um die Häuser, trinken ein Bier nach dem anderen, und die Gespräche werden immer vertrauter. Lange zurückgehaltene Gefühle und Konflikte drängen nach oben. Joe vertraut seinem Freund an, dass er seine Frau und seine Kinder für eine andere verlassen hat.

For the past few years Roddy Doyle has been writing stories for Metro Eireann, a newspaper started by, and aimed at, immigrants to Ireland. Each of the stories took a new slant on the immigrant experience, something of increasing relevance and importance in today’s Ireland.

It is time to leave, for another America: Chicago is wild and new, and newest of all is the music. Furious, wild, happy music played by a man with a trumpet and bleeding lips called Louis Armstrong. His music is everywhere, coming from every open door, every phonograph. But Armstrong is a prisoner of his colour; there are places a black man cannot go, things he cannot do. Armstrong needs a man, a white man, and the man he chooses is Henry Smart.

La nonna è all'ospedale. Mary, sua nipote, le vuole molto bene, ma è dura per lei andarla a trovare. Durante le visite la nonna dorme quasi sempre e Mary sa che la sua vita è prossima alla fine. Un giorno, tornando da scuola, Mary incontra una donna misteriosa, dall'immagine sfuggente. Si chiama Tansey e aiuterà Mary ad accettare l'inevitabile, accompagnando lei, la madre e la nonna in un'ultima, gloriosa, avventura di mezzanotte.