Anthony Cronin, writer and journalist, surveys wet wet summer of 1978 from Puck Fair to the Leeson St. discos

'Dear Davy, send a bottle of the best over to the City Hall for myself and Carson - your's Mick.'

I HAVE ALWAYS been constrained to regard Davy Byrne's as the archtype, the doyen, the centre, the place where the trams go: in other words as the downntown pub. If somebody says on the teleephone "pub" and "down-town" I think of Davy Byrne's.