Words by Suzy Romer For an hour every night, Ciarán Dowd converts his venue into a box of delights. As soon as he fights his way onto stage, we are thrilled by his swishing sword, black frilled shirt and ravishing eye liner. Add in a Spanish accent (with Irish undertones), outrageous tales of derring doContinue reading “Punchline recommends Ciarán Dowd: Don Rodolfo”