One of the first memories I have of Moore Street was the slap on the back of my head I received from my father. I thought imitating one of the women selling fruit was hilarious, my father wasn’t of the same opinion.
Moore Street was such a part of Dublin life. “Ye want bangers youngfella ?” when selling illegal fireworks.
I read recently that the last of the dealers are moving out. It’s a little sad.
I stumbled upon this post on Facebook. I wonderful collection of images from not so long ago but a completely different time.
I posted these at midnight in a group called "Dublin Down Memory Lane" and in 40 minutes there were 350 likes! And the...
Posted by Michael Foley on Monday, October 7, 2019