Please Turn Your Head Mr Kavanagh
It is ironic that so many tourists stop to see bronze Patrick Kavanagh sitting on the bench by the Grand Canal without ever following his gaze to the water; "Commerate me where there is water.......". They do.
The last week of December 1999 was a pet week. On the third last evening of the twentieth century, I stopped near his bench to look at the sunset reflected in the water; it was spectacular. For all the damage done during the century; it probably never looked more beautiful.