A book hit the mat this morning, dropping from the letter box. The Dublin Review announced itself with a satisfying thump. The 80th edition has an essay by Lia Mills which I read again. I write ‘again’ because Last Word originates from this household and as biased as I might be, I still think it’s a great read this second time, my first reading having been just before it was submitted.
‘In the autumn issue of the Dublin Review, Lia Mills writes about her late brother Joe, who left Dublin to join the RAF as a young man, largely withdrew from contact with the family – and then staged a series of dramatic returns.’
I’ll let you make your own way to website of The Dublin Review where you might read more, much more.
Her brother Joe kicked me out of the house the night before Lia and I were married. That’s not a spoiler, just confirmation that it’s a real life account. For better or for worse.