Sir, - As a devotee of Joyce I was disgusted on a recent visit to the National Writers' Museum, Parnell Square, to accidently discover the piano which Joyce purchased in Trieste "on display" behind a portable clothes rack at the end of a corridor which resembled any found in a hospital ward.
Is this perhaps a post modern collage of the "Sirens" and "Oxen of the Sun" episodes from Ulysses? Could the clothes rack actually belong to the mysterious man in the macintosh? Or can the museum somehow excuse the inexcusable? Yours, etc., Renmore, Galway.