Macarthur had been born into old money and had, up until that point, lived the life of what we might call today a trust fund kid. But the money was running out and then this happened. The killings were without reason and the killer was arrested in the home of the then Attorney General. The acronym GUBU, Grotesque, Unbelievable, Bizarre, Unprecedented was born.
O’Connell has gained a reputation as a non-fiction writer who likes to explore the paths less travelled, from which he generally returns with a bounty worthy of close attention. His account here is largely based on a series of meetings rather than interviews held in Macarthur’s Dublin flat. These were initiated after the author effectively stalked his subject through the bare streets of a city in lockdown under pandemic rules. Writing in sparse prose, O’Connell ruminates over his subject, skillfully maintaining a journalistic distance while probing continuously into the psyche of a man whose life was “a project of refined hedonism” up until murderous urges took over.
Another which reached back forty years was Rory Carroll’s Killing Thatcher. As it says on the tin this is an account of the plan by the IRA to murder Margaret Thatcher, which they nearly succeeded in doing in 1984. The bombing of the Grand Hotel in Brighton at the Conservative Party Conference was an audacious act of terror. The Provos felt perfectly justified in blowing up anybody within the hotel, as all such deaths, they believed, contributed to their campaign to drive the Brits from Northern Ireland.
“She had been blown through a plate glass window and lay broken upon gaily coloured wreckage. Her skirt had been blown off and she had underpants adorned with a heart that embraced the message ‘I love you’. Instead of seeing her as a clue to the bomb as the job demanded, he saw her as a person. Who had she been, this girl? Who had she loved, and who had loved her? That night, at home, he wept.”
On a lighter note, there was plenty of good fiction around during the year. Among the most enjoyable must surely be Aingeala Flannery’s The Amusements, which won the Listowel Writer’s Week book of the year. The book consists of a whole range of interconnecting stories based around people from Tramore, some of whom fly the coop, others who arrive from outside — and then there are the lifers, happy, or more often unhappy to stay and observe.