I was born in Sutton in the forties, before it and Howth became posh 😡 In the sixties I went overseas to work in many different countries. However, I initially always tried to return home for Christmas, with my first port of call being Moore Street - it was chaotic and magical. Subsequently, I became disenchanted and thoroughly pissed off with the gentrification of my familiar haunts and stopped visiting them. In my old age, I live in a small village in Donegal... where has our Irish essence/vitality vanished...
“The heart has literally been systematically ripped out of Dublin and it is no more evident anywhere else, than it is on that street” 😞 I was born in the 70’s and grew up in Crumlin. Like yourself Stephen I made the trip to “meat street” (me too 😄) every week with my nanny then into town to Moore street. My nanny knew every trader and they knew her. That chorus of chants was music to my ears as a child and as I passed the newspaper stand outside Eason’s a few weeks back I immediately heard the singsong chant from my childhood of “Herald or Press, Press or Herald”! I was raised on tripe and pigs feet, they were our Saturday treats! I was recanting a tale to my daughters the other day of how we were all marched into moore street when it was time to say goodbye to the beloved soother (doody). There was a woman who sold from her pram with an enormous droopy lip and we were brought up to her and told we’d end up like that if we continued sucking on that doody 😅. My nanny was friends with her and she had agreed to partake in this routine 😇. My heart is broke for our beloved street, city and island. Thank you for this piece Stephen and the fabulous and unfortunately heart wrenching memories that it brought back. I remember Dublin City in the rare oul times.
Ah thanks for that. Great to hear your similar story. It’s extremely painful to see what has happened to Dublin. The perpetrators are worthy of the greatest punishment imaginable. Taking the soul of a city and it’s people is far worse a crime than taking a life in my book. High treason.
I remember it well. Some Saturday’s we would be treated to a “knicker bocker glory” in the Soda Fountain in the Ilaq.
When petty civil servant puppets like muinteoir Martin say “sovereignty is an outdated concept” you begin to realise that this is not a government, but an internationally financed Fifth Column.
We need to wake up, and build gallows. Make treason mortal again. MTMA.
Beautiful piece. I was a student in Dublin from 1975 till 1981, six wonderful years in what I regarded as my national capital. Moore Street was a unique and wonderful experience. I remember the flowers especially, but more importantly the rich Dublin accents and the endless good humour of the sellers.
Thank you Anne. All gone now sadly, but we just need to stay in the game, we may never return to those times but if we keep our morale high we may be able to forge something new from the ashes.
Great Article Stephen. I was in Dublin for the Christmas and I found it shocking to see how run down , the main street of Ireland, O'Connell St and surrounding areas has become. The quays are not much better. I stayed in Temple bar area and I found that area fantastic, right up to Christ church and back up to Grafton street and had some great nights in Darkey Kelly's. Great music pub. Why cant O Connell st and the quays be the same. I don't know enough about Dublin politics to know the answer . I think what u need is an enforcer type figure.
Fantastic article Stephen 👏. The heart and soul of this nation has been ripped out. By design. My heart breaks for what THEY have done. Unlike those who crucifyied Our Lord on the cross, and we're forgiven but him; they knew what they are doing and still do. Forgiveness can not be given to them. I will not forgive.
While there is no doubt that there are many people profiting from the destruction of our people and our homeland, I see profit as the lubricant rather than the fuel that is driving this engine of malignant change. There is no doubt in my mind now that the cabal want rid of Irish people all together. What is going on is nothing short of a genocide. Zooming out a bit, I suspect they want rid of white people in general. At the very best they want to reduce indigenous Europeans to a tiny, abused and demoralised minority in their own homelands.
Día dhuit Stephen, a fantastic piece as usual. You're a true Dub. I used to love Moore St but I haven't been down there in years. I don't like going to the centre city these days. I worked for a few years in the mid seventies in Chancery St for a Solicitors. I shopped all around that area, the fruit and the fish markets behind the Courts. Every Friday I would go to Moore St with a trolley and fill up on the week's groceries. It was always good value. In later years I remember there was a shoe market shop where we got the children's Doc Martens very cheap, everyone used them. God be with those glorious days, we didn't know what we had or what was to come. Slán go fóill a chara xxx
Athbhliain Faoi Mhaise a Finn, tá súil agam go raibh Nollaig álainn agat. Go raibh míle maith agat. Yes it’s an absolute tragedy what’s happened to our once vibrant capital. The character and colour has disappeared, replaced by a sinister, dark atmosphere that is alien to us. Dublin City Council and the filth at city management level are totally to blame. They are banal and evil people who believe themselves to be high minded and worldly when they are anything but.
I studied surveying in Bolton St many moons ago. Remember a lecturer suggestimg the new shop centre (ilac) built over a local street - without going thro thd procedure to extinguish a public right of way. So technically, the centre was/is unlawful. (Now the procedure has been updated in the 1993 roads act - forget the section)
So it appears big money developers can & cud then too get the kid gloves treatment when it comes to due procedure & the law)
Used to get a bus or walk to o'connoll St to evening study, then henry St & up Moore St - as a student with barely a penny after rent etc (always had money for cigs somehow, then seen 2 b a vital staple) as they wer closing up ther was a possibility of getting some leftovers. Once I got some very exotic "fruit" or so I thought. Country culchie like me didn't hav a clue. Later found the name of the exotic red fruit that I bit in to as I headed up past the tattoo shop beyond top of Capel S., on way to the DIT building (once an hotel) -
Years ago, my mother first told me about DCC's plans of revamping Moore Str. I had been watching the decline of the street for a while, as someone who grew up getting the 2 or 3 Dublin Bus with my Granny in to town. She wouldn't buy fruit/veg in a supermarket. Anyone remember Marcy? She was my Gran's greengrocer on Moore Street. These women were queens.
Anyway, while excitedly telling me about the new plans for Moor Str, my mother slips is 'and it will be diverse!'. My ears pricked up. 'What do you mean? Can you explain why that's good?', I asked (nicely - it's me Ma). She was stumped. She had clearly just sponged the phrase off whatever article she had read.
'Diverse' only ever means 'less Irish'. There is no 'Irish market' in Addis Ababa, nor should there be.
I was born in Sutton in the forties, before it and Howth became posh 😡 In the sixties I went overseas to work in many different countries. However, I initially always tried to return home for Christmas, with my first port of call being Moore Street - it was chaotic and magical. Subsequently, I became disenchanted and thoroughly pissed off with the gentrification of my familiar haunts and stopped visiting them. In my old age, I live in a small village in Donegal... where has our Irish essence/vitality vanished...
It’s sad but a revival will gather pace once we have hit rock bottom. We are nowhere near that point yet.
Excellent article Stephen 👌
“The heart has literally been systematically ripped out of Dublin and it is no more evident anywhere else, than it is on that street” 😞 I was born in the 70’s and grew up in Crumlin. Like yourself Stephen I made the trip to “meat street” (me too 😄) every week with my nanny then into town to Moore street. My nanny knew every trader and they knew her. That chorus of chants was music to my ears as a child and as I passed the newspaper stand outside Eason’s a few weeks back I immediately heard the singsong chant from my childhood of “Herald or Press, Press or Herald”! I was raised on tripe and pigs feet, they were our Saturday treats! I was recanting a tale to my daughters the other day of how we were all marched into moore street when it was time to say goodbye to the beloved soother (doody). There was a woman who sold from her pram with an enormous droopy lip and we were brought up to her and told we’d end up like that if we continued sucking on that doody 😅. My nanny was friends with her and she had agreed to partake in this routine 😇. My heart is broke for our beloved street, city and island. Thank you for this piece Stephen and the fabulous and unfortunately heart wrenching memories that it brought back. I remember Dublin City in the rare oul times.
Ah thanks for that. Great to hear your similar story. It’s extremely painful to see what has happened to Dublin. The perpetrators are worthy of the greatest punishment imaginable. Taking the soul of a city and it’s people is far worse a crime than taking a life in my book. High treason.
Great article. Have you a link for Save Moore Street?
https://www.facebook.com/share/15wcEuURgf/?mibextid=LQQJ4d
Their FB page
Hiya Terri, I love your channel too!
I remember it well. Some Saturday’s we would be treated to a “knicker bocker glory” in the Soda Fountain in the Ilaq.
When petty civil servant puppets like muinteoir Martin say “sovereignty is an outdated concept” you begin to realise that this is not a government, but an internationally financed Fifth Column.
We need to wake up, and build gallows. Make treason mortal again. MTMA.
I don’t hate that idea one bit
Accelerate.
Excellent Stephen
Thanks Ronan
Beautiful piece. I was a student in Dublin from 1975 till 1981, six wonderful years in what I regarded as my national capital. Moore Street was a unique and wonderful experience. I remember the flowers especially, but more importantly the rich Dublin accents and the endless good humour of the sellers.
Thank you Anne. All gone now sadly, but we just need to stay in the game, we may never return to those times but if we keep our morale high we may be able to forge something new from the ashes.
Wow! What an amazing article. Made me quiet sad!
Thanks Jimmy. It’s hard going back over all we’ve lost.
Great Article Stephen. I was in Dublin for the Christmas and I found it shocking to see how run down , the main street of Ireland, O'Connell St and surrounding areas has become. The quays are not much better. I stayed in Temple bar area and I found that area fantastic, right up to Christ church and back up to Grafton street and had some great nights in Darkey Kelly's. Great music pub. Why cant O Connell st and the quays be the same. I don't know enough about Dublin politics to know the answer . I think what u need is an enforcer type figure.
Thanks, bring back Lugs Brannigan!
Fantastic article Stephen 👏. The heart and soul of this nation has been ripped out. By design. My heart breaks for what THEY have done. Unlike those who crucifyied Our Lord on the cross, and we're forgiven but him; they knew what they are doing and still do. Forgiveness can not be given to them. I will not forgive.
Never
Apologies for the spelling mistakes. It's my typing on the phone to blame as my spelling is quite good.
Crucifyied = crucified
We're = were
But = by
While there is no doubt that there are many people profiting from the destruction of our people and our homeland, I see profit as the lubricant rather than the fuel that is driving this engine of malignant change. There is no doubt in my mind now that the cabal want rid of Irish people all together. What is going on is nothing short of a genocide. Zooming out a bit, I suspect they want rid of white people in general. At the very best they want to reduce indigenous Europeans to a tiny, abused and demoralised minority in their own homelands.
Money and loads of it is how they have gotten the greedy gombeens with no vision to drive the engine.
Día dhuit Stephen, a fantastic piece as usual. You're a true Dub. I used to love Moore St but I haven't been down there in years. I don't like going to the centre city these days. I worked for a few years in the mid seventies in Chancery St for a Solicitors. I shopped all around that area, the fruit and the fish markets behind the Courts. Every Friday I would go to Moore St with a trolley and fill up on the week's groceries. It was always good value. In later years I remember there was a shoe market shop where we got the children's Doc Martens very cheap, everyone used them. God be with those glorious days, we didn't know what we had or what was to come. Slán go fóill a chara xxx
Athbhliain Faoi Mhaise a Finn, tá súil agam go raibh Nollaig álainn agat. Go raibh míle maith agat. Yes it’s an absolute tragedy what’s happened to our once vibrant capital. The character and colour has disappeared, replaced by a sinister, dark atmosphere that is alien to us. Dublin City Council and the filth at city management level are totally to blame. They are banal and evil people who believe themselves to be high minded and worldly when they are anything but.
I studied surveying in Bolton St many moons ago. Remember a lecturer suggestimg the new shop centre (ilac) built over a local street - without going thro thd procedure to extinguish a public right of way. So technically, the centre was/is unlawful. (Now the procedure has been updated in the 1993 roads act - forget the section)
So it appears big money developers can & cud then too get the kid gloves treatment when it comes to due procedure & the law)
Used to get a bus or walk to o'connoll St to evening study, then henry St & up Moore St - as a student with barely a penny after rent etc (always had money for cigs somehow, then seen 2 b a vital staple) as they wer closing up ther was a possibility of getting some leftovers. Once I got some very exotic "fruit" or so I thought. Country culchie like me didn't hav a clue. Later found the name of the exotic red fruit that I bit in to as I headed up past the tattoo shop beyond top of Capel S., on way to the DIT building (once an hotel) -
they wer red peppers !!!
Years ago, my mother first told me about DCC's plans of revamping Moore Str. I had been watching the decline of the street for a while, as someone who grew up getting the 2 or 3 Dublin Bus with my Granny in to town. She wouldn't buy fruit/veg in a supermarket. Anyone remember Marcy? She was my Gran's greengrocer on Moore Street. These women were queens.
Anyway, while excitedly telling me about the new plans for Moor Str, my mother slips is 'and it will be diverse!'. My ears pricked up. 'What do you mean? Can you explain why that's good?', I asked (nicely - it's me Ma). She was stumped. She had clearly just sponged the phrase off whatever article she had read.
'Diverse' only ever means 'less Irish'. There is no 'Irish market' in Addis Ababa, nor should there be.