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    <title>MacNeice050</title>
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    <collections>Letters to George and Mercy McCann</collections>
    <contributor>MacNeice Estate</contributor>
    <coverage>1962 Jun 25th</coverage>
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    <date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</date>
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    <keywords>New Statesman, Oxford</keywords>
    <language>English</language>
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    <transcript>The British Broadcasting Corporation
Broadcasting House, London, W.1
Telegrams and cables: Broadcasts, Telex, London – International Telex: 22182
Telephone: Langham 4468

June 25th
Dearest Mercy, I meant to write to you long ago to thank you for my marvellous Whitsun but it was impossible to write in Dublin (!) and when I got home there were certain complications and distractions afoot. It was sad you couldn&#039;t all come to Dublin too; at a conservative estimate the drinking during my 7 days there averaged 12 hour per day. The place was full of Rodgerers all bickering their heads off. Also Dominic Behan who became a bit of a menace. He came back to Brigid&#039;s one evening and spent an hour or two, while drinking up a whole bottle of her whiskey, explaining that he was a ten times better writer than I am because Life
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