Fin Keegan visits Patrick Pearse’s rural idyll which has been enhanced by a new cultural centre that celebrates the patriot’s association with Connemara
When I was a boy in the 1970s, interpretive centres were a hot topic in the Letters Page of The Irish Times, as were contraception, the Dalkey School Project and Wood Quay: being a proud fellow with a magpie mind I did not always enquire of my parents what any of these epistolary tempests might actually be about. They merged in my consciousness as vexations and alarums of purely adult (ie, non-essential) concern. But, in retrospect, perhaps it was the melding of these topics that led me to think of interpretive centres as faintly dangerous, associated with angry protesters, furrowed brows and all-round bad feeling.
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