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These statues in everyone and their nanny's windows.

Bewleys on Grafton St for tourists?? Blasphemy! Or maybe just too recent..

Your nan buying you an almond bun and a glass of jersey milk there - what a treat!

Remember how you were given a bill at the table and you paid at a cash desk on the way out... or you just walked right by it and out the door..🙄

Sunday lock ins at the Hairy Lemon. Happy days.

Oh, that explains it. I've never seen that statue in my life, but I'm a Southsider, like almost in Wicklow I'm so south.

I was going to say North/South being a huge thing, but I lived in London and North/South was also a thing there. I suspect that any city that has a large river running through it will have a compass point divide.

My Nanny mainly sent me down the shop for smokes 😅

Maybe I'm wrong about Bewleys, but my family were definitely not the most salubrious let's say 😆

I've never had a doughnut the likes of the ones I got as a child in Bewley's in Dundrum. Great exam results - trip to Bewley's, something sad happened - trip to Bewley's, recovered from a week in bed with flu - trip to Bewley's.

Bewleys was the only place on Grafton St that people like us would go into - we'd never set foot in Switzers or Brown Thomas - but their magical Christmas windows were enjoyed by all

Here's one: anyone remember the woman who used to play classical music on the harp [big concert harp, not an Irish harp] on Wicklow St., just around the corner from Grafton St? Busking on a grand scale, before it was 'a thing' on Graffer.

I was never in Bewleys as a child. Roches Stores cafe or Woolworths mostly. We never went south of the river much to be fair! We used to tease my mother that she didn’t need a visa to go over O’Connell Bridge. You’d think it was miles away.

I worked in the Shelbourne for a few years so spent lots of time around Grafton Street etc.

And I used to take my little sister in at Christmas to see the Switzers and BT windows.

Lol. It's fair to say that few of those figurines are to be found out Enniskerry way!

An Aladins Cave !

Yes, my parents still have Christmas decorations from there, and I have a little mirror I bought there for 10p in the 80s.

Mad Mary and her loud prayers on O'Connell Street.

Hector Greys

Paddy's Day parade up on me Da's shoulders.

Sloopy's and the Apartment discos.

The last bus home full of pissed up people singing.

Queuing up the green stairs in Switzers for Santa. Then going to Roches to look at the toys section, the penny charge for Arnotts toilets. I would have thought sausages and chips in Arnotts or a fry in Bewleys. I also remember the crèche at the top of Stephen's Green which was AMAZING. In hindsight my parents were very upwardly mobile, they worked their arses off and if we were doing it we were doing it right.

Was Mad Mary different to Dancing Mary? I remember Dancing Mary.

Can we go the other side like Ross O Carroll and go for The Wes , Coppers and Anabels at the Burlington . Horshoe bar at The Shelbourne . In my Celtic Tiger Days .And way back Mirabeau .

Ah Wesley. Had my first kiss there.

(and first fingering, and first under the bra boob squeeze)

Mad Dancing Mary! Harmless lady, a scream to watch though....

Mary Dunne - the O'Connell Street dancer - passes away aged 87

Does anyone remember a little coffee place called Phillers in the Temple Bar area before it became what it is now - probably the early 80s? The cheesecake was fantastic.

I don’t actually @mathanxiety - before my time of roaming as a teen.

Anyone remember Matt the Jap, the eccentric student in Trinity who made it his home?

In the loo in a nightclub

’are you lookin at me Jung Wan? I’ll bleedin burst ya’

Meeting at the Blob

Foive fer feeeefty!

Ahh this has made me nostalgic grew up in Dublin 80a / 90s left about 97 .
Bewleys in Dundrum with my Gran , the 46a lovely to remember.
Anyone remember nights out Jesters lovingly called molesters ?
Walks along the metals ?

I'm not sure how I missed this, but I never saw her, unfortunately.

There was a big chunk of time when I lived abroad, maybe that coincided with her heyday.
Dublin was always rich in 'characters' - these days it might be interpreted as 'mental health issues' but as long as they appeared happy and weren't doing anyone - themselves included - any harm, they were just part of the Dublin scene.

My grandparents remembered the original Johnny Fortycoats, and were amused when he became a character on kids' TV!
And they used to talk a lot about the fun that 'BangBang from Inchicore' caused with his mock cowboy shoot-outs, using a big key as his six-shooter.. pretending to have a gun and shooting passers-by was strangely OK in those days! People would duck down behind bins and pop up to go 'bang bang' back at him

I'm gutted about the 46A, but I'm trying to be sensible about it - worse things are going on..but 😢 And why can't they keep the name somehow, even if the official route number has to be changed, it's so iconic.

Yes I remember him. He died not all that long ago.

I remember various Bewley's cafes, Christmas on Grafton St, Gur cake, the Diceman, the Moving Crib of course. The toy section in the basement of Clerys - going shopping with my Gran.

I was the only Dubliner in a room full of civil servants in my first job. The place was crawling with Culchies and they all had their own "county" pals. All went home to Mammy on a Friday on the busaras bus, always. The few Dubs that were left went to the Stags Head of a Friday for stew and chips, the most gorgeous food you could imagine. So the Dubs and the Culchies rarely mixed socially.

I loved that job though. It wasn't easy getting "into the Service" back then, and it taught me an awful lot. Some mad yokes in there too, I could tell some stories!