That's very interesting. Especially the fact that my old school has Finucane's Spitfire. I must pay a visit next time I'm in Dublin. In my day the foyer was full of glass cases with Tommy guns, Mills grenades, IRB uniforms and other paraphernalia commemorating the struggle for independence. They even had the cravat worn by the Chief Secretary for Ireland when he was asassinated in the Phoenix Park in 1882 - complete with stab hole and blood stains.