"Nudging the door open with his knee he carried the tray in and set it on the chair by the bedhead.
— What a time you were, she said.
She set the brasses jingling as she raised herself briskly, an elbow on the pillow. He looked calmly down on her bulk and between her large soft bubs, sloping within her nightdress like a shegoat's udder. The warmth of her couched body rose on the air, mingling with the fragrance of the tea she poured.
A strip of torn envelope peeped from under the dimpled pillow. In the act of going he stayed to straighten the bedspread.
— Who was the letter from? he asked.
Bold hand. Marion.
— O, Boylan, she said. He's bringing the programme.
— What are you singing?
— Là ci darem with J. C. Doyle, she said, and Love's Old Sweet Song."
And so, I sang as Molly Bloom on Sandymount Green, and the audience joined in for the chorus of Love's Old Sweet Song. I love this book, and love the idea of Bloomsday - a whole city celebrating a wonderful work of literature.
Heartfelt thanks to Dublin City Council for asking me to take part.
"... and yes I said yes I will Yes!"