Once Upon A Time there was a band. A band that was Made In Dublin. And there was a girl. Who wasn’t Made In Dublin. But was formed there. In a way. In the 1980s and the 1990s. In the parts of Ballymun that passed themselves off as Glasnevin.
The burial went quickly. Quicker than planned. The weather turned just before the rosary. A localised storm – affectionately recorded for posterity as Hurricane Maureen – came rolling through.