You may or may not have been aware that today was Bloomsday- so named after the character of Leopold Bloom in James Joyce’s epic Modernist wordhaul ‘Ulysses’. The novel is set on the 16th June 1904, the day that Joyce and his future wife went on their first date, and since the book’s publication in 1922, there have been annual celebrations of the work around the streets and pubs of Dublin, with the first such day taking place in 1924. My own personal views and opinions regarding ‘Ulysses’ are rather mixed and I think tainted by the drawn out process that its reading became, so I will reserve comment until I finally get around to reading it again with a slightly more analytical mind on me. However, I cannot deny that the influence of this book has been enormous, and it does have numerous merits from a literary point, but for me the best thing is that the work inspires such an event each year, and in so many countries world-wide, not just in Ireland. Perhaps when I write, I should endeavour for such immortality!