The Irish love affair with booze has continued to thrive in both good times and bad. Yuppies were slurping with abandon some fancy-sounding wines during our Celtic Tiger manic phase. And back in pre-Famine Ireland the poor, put-upon peasantry sought solace in poitin-making.
In these austerity days, the boozing continues, from the bars pivoting Dublin's trendy financial services area, to right out west, where some lonely shebeen-style hostelries in darkest rural Ireland keep the old trade going.
Earlier this week, it was announced the statue of the unlikely named Fr Theobald Mathew will be removed from its perch in Dublin's O'Connell Street - where it has rested for well over a century - to make way for a new Luas track. It was a reminder of all those who in times past tried might and main to break the link between the Irish and the demon drink.
Source: Irish Independent, 29/11/2014