When I was at school and university in England I felt Irish when I was there and English when I was in Ireland. My identity confusion was nothing like that experienced by Katrin FitzHerbert and her family in the 20th century.
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Berlin Embassy
Say “William Russell” and I would think of the initially slightly disreputable Irishman who made his name reporting for The Times in Crimea. He was described as “a vulgar low Irishman, sings a good song, drinks anyone’s brandy and water and smokes as many cigars as a Jolly Good Fellow. He is just the sort… Continue reading Berlin Embassy