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           2020  The Life                                  Brian O’Donnell took all this in his stride, It was only
                                                           what he expected. He sometimes sat for several hours,
           29th,                                           with his close friend, photographer Billy MacGill, out-
                                                           side the nearby Long Valley bar, drinking brandy,
           July                                            watching the world go by, and suitably insulting

           |  Of                                           passers-by. One bank manager confided in me that it
                                                           was a badge of honor to be insulted by Brian. Tourists
           EXAMINER                                        He was probably best known for his banning of mobile
                                                           loved him and he was a tourist attraction in himself.
                                                              Brian has been described as legendary and iconic.

                                                           phones in the pub and his unique way of dealing with
           IRISH  Brian                                    customers. The lord mayor was a regular and once he
                                                           brought American visitors in for a drink. When one of


                                                           when he was told to put it away. But that was part of
            By Jim McKeon                                  them attempted to make a mobile call he was shocked
              Ever since Brian O’Donnell, the owner of the HI-B  his charm. It wasn’t a regular pub. It was a place where
            passed away, Cork’s city center has never been the  conversation was encouraged and he did encourage it
            same. The HI-B was not a normal pub. It could and  in his own. To local publicans he was a legend and
            was titled as an abnormal meeting place for the hierar-  most of them admired what he did. He simply did
            chy of Cork. It was never just a pub, a bar or a drinking  what he did and ran the bar the way he wanted to
            den where drinkers convened to drink. It was a com-  whether you liked it or not. The rules were his rules
            bination of many things; a small, unique, magnetic,  take it or leave it. He was different in a good way.
            raggle-taggle institution where you could mingle with  There are countless stories about him but cus-
            judges, bankers, barristers and newspaper men.  tomers enjoyed his quirky ways. He enjoyed a brandy
              Customers had to be careful what they did, what  and he loved listening to the symphonies of Austrian
            they said, how they said it or give an opinion that Brian  composer, Gustav Mahler. Perhaps journalist Dan  expulsion was not. Over-indulgence barely registered
            did not agree with or there was a good chance he  Buckley best summed him up when he pointed out  with him and you would not come amiss for arguing
            might be ejected. He was not a lover of strangers or the  that Groucho Marx once said that he would never go  loudly or too passionately so long as you exhibited high
            younger element.                               to a club that would have him as a member. Anyone  intelligence. He would even indulge you if you hap-
              On my first ever visit with a friend, in our twenties,  who has ventured up the rickety stairs of the HI-B will  pened to enjoy singing the Neapolitan ballad Santa
            well dressed, we were laughing at something when  understand what he meant. Unlike today’s fancy clubs  Lucia as gaeilge. He seemed to like that. But if you
            Brian appeared at our table and told us to stop laugh-  and sleek pubs, the tiny bar on Oliver Plunkett St. is  were caught whispering on a mobile phone or, God
            ing or leave the bar. While we were there a Guinness  surreal, not so much a place as an experience; and it is  forbid, texting, you would be immediately banished.
            rep dropped by. They were old friends and Brian com-  rejection rather than acceptance that is the mark of dis-  Other, more venial, preoccupations would attract a
            plemented his colorful tie. They ended up swopping  tinction for most HI-B goers.              variety of sanctions. Brian liked best the customer who
            ties and both men were happy.                     Many of the clientele were highly irregular regulars,  ordered something reassuringly expensive, and drink-
              One day an American went to use his mobile and  a bit like the HI-B owner, Brian O’Donnell, the some-  ing too slowly irritated him no end. Wearing a loud tie
            Brian quickly told him to leave. Another day for some  times genial and more often grumpy despot who lived  risked having it severed with a scissors, and adding coal
            reason he refused to serve a group of Indonesians. He  and reigned over the bar. Occasionally he gave over his  to the fire was not recommended, as one customer
            was suspicious of most strangers but even close friends  reigning to do a bit of pouring but mostly you could  found out as Brian took a slug from his pint in retalia-
            were sometimes shown the red card. Mobile phones  find him either aloft or next to the fireplace, surround-  tion.
            were banned in the HI-B. One well-known personality  ed by newspapers and listening to classical music while  Yet every few years Brian managed to attract a new
            confessed that he could hardly believe that he he’d  watching for miscreants within range of his beady eyes  generation to the HI-B. This was just as well because
            gone twelve months without being barred.       and withering wit.                              every now and then he would decide on a mass culling
              Brian had a certain fame in many far-off places and  His Pythonesque ways were legendry. It was not a  of clientele, and if it wasn’t for the large proportion of
            he enjoyed this reputation. His eccentricity was well-  surprise if he came downstairs into the bar dressed in  young imbibers, there would be nobody left. So why
            known. When many tourists arrived in Cork they did-  his pyjamas. That might elicit a gasp of wonder in  did people return again and again? It was hardly for the
            n’t ask about Shandon or the Blarney Stone but  more ordinary bars but not in the HI-B. His sartorial  decor and certainly not for the dungeon-like gents.
            enquired how to find the HI-B bar. There were many  ways were well known and old customers still talk of  There is only one word for it – craic, beloved of hard
            famous guests. Entrepreneur, Noel Magnier, took  the time he sat on a barstool in nothing but a tea-towel.  drinkers and easy listeners. And the more cracked you
            Bishop Buckley and Terry Wogan on a road-bowling  Beware of venturing too far on the wrong side of  were, the better. Brian O’Donnell was an extraordi-
            experience. All Mr Wogan wanted to do was a visit to  Brian, because while being occasionally shown what  nary man who ran an extraordinary bar. He may be
            the renowned HI-B bar and he televised it for the BBC.  could be a notch on a customer’s character, permanent  gone but his likes will never be seen again. C

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