Paul Muldoon

The last time I had a proper yarn with was on the 25th of May, 2017. By some baffling coincidence, we were both in Lisbon at the same time. He and some hardy souls had cycled from Paradise to Stadio Nacional to celebrate Celtic’s immortal triumph fifty years earlier. He had kindly invited me to their hotel that morning before the final leg of their odyssey to meet with the entire crew. They then set off for the stadium on their trusty bikes. For the record, I made that arduous journey by taxi...