This was going to be a different kind of New Years Eve celebration. I found myself in Dublin on 31st December 2009 thanks to an inventive (and welcome) surprise Christmas present courtesy of my brother, Dominic. I had been to Ireland twice before: once over fourteen years ago and the last time in 2000, so it had been a while. With a mixture of anticipation and excitement I boarded the Ryanair Boeing 737-800 at Bristol airport with my brother by my side. We had both solemnly vowed to find the ...
