My grandmother was from the inner city, and moved out to Crumlin in the 50's. Documentaries like this are the only place I hear people speak like she used to.
My mom was born in coronation buildings in Dublins north inner city 1938, moved to England 1960 aged 22, she passed away 2020. 60 years later, never lost her jackeen accent RIP ma
I was born in Dunlaoghaire but raised in Australia from the age of two. I love listening to the accent as it reminds me of my late father.. Lots of love from Australia.
I remember back in the eighties Eamonn used to give walking tours of the Liberties on Sunday afternoons during the summer months. They were so entertaining. Eamonn was a human encyclopedia when it came to his beloved Dublin. I still have several of his wonderful books.
I never knew he did walking tour's. This man was/is a Dublin legend. No person has filled his shoe's since his passing. He was Dublins unsung hero. They should honour his memory with a plaque of some kind. I would contribute to such a fund, our Dublin history on two leg's.
I remember Misery Hill,always seemed to be a wind blowing along its concourse,full of parked artic trailers,plenty read newspapers bundling along the footpaths,alays remember that piece near the end of The Commitments when the U.S. soul star came trundling along it in his big car looking for the Dublin band everybody was telling him about!!
To compare that Dublin with now is like stepping onto the moon. I remember most of the old bygone Dublin, but not forgotten by me anyway. Up the Dub's 🍀🇮🇪
The tv series ran from 1978 to 1983, some of the footage he used in the series dated from the late 60's. But judging by some of the clothes the people are wearing and some of the cars and also , the Matt Talbot bridge which was completed in 1979. So, 1979 - 80 I would say....
Today in 2018, the trams roll along the old north docks area serving many workers, but of a very different kind. A whole new street has been created (Mayor Street) where it only existed in name before - it now kind of looks like Abbey Street (a long wide straight street) with its tramway - wonder what Eamonn would make of it - perhaps he'd think he was still in the city centre upon looking for the Docklands... How things change! IMO, that street looks great judging by the tram videos.
I was born on Sir John Rogersons Quay, my daddy pub was Kelly's. I can tell you know the dockers were treated like a race apat from the feat of the trades. The fitth and dirt from the coal, sand boats lived in my lungs. How I am still alive is a miracle. This bollocks about the good old days really pisses me off. I saw the violence, the extreme drunkeness, social deprivation and neglect. The church did full all to correct the situation, no surprises these!
Every generation has its drawbacks, but now the docks are filled with businesses like Google and Facebook, and apartments for rich people. Where did the local people end up ? I am Originally from Fairview and bringing up my children in East Wall, we left in the nineties as house prices rose and priced working class northsiders out of the housing market. Despite growing up outside of Dublin, my children have the hearts and souls of Northsiders but will never be able to afford to live in areas were their parents and grandparents lived. I wonder what Eamonn would think of the North and South Lott's today.
When I was a kid I saw game shows that had a trip to Ireland as the grand prize. I always thought how boring. Now that I know how beautiful the country and the people are I would give anything to have seen it in those days, not sure now but any country that produced Eamonn Mac Thomais and Rory Gallagher is the country for me.
Summer in the 80s & early 90s was warmer & much drier than it is now, where I live hay was more common than silage! Last summer was the first time I've seen hay made locally for years, the weather geeks say we've had higher than average rainfall for nearly 15 years now, wet weather year-round is so normal people forget it was a lot drier only 20+ years ago.
Not sure but the first series was 1979 and i think the second series was 1983 to me as a teenager they were my favorite programs on rte Dublin has changed so much since then with thousands of new buildings many along the quays
The people weren't THAT friendly to each other in Dublin back then, just that everyone is so obnoxious NOW it seemed we were living on Sesame Street in comparison. 'But there was a great sense of community'..more bollocks, unless you mean that locals in an area were cliquey, viewed anyone they didn't know with hostility and suspicion and made them feel like outsiders that weren't welcome. Inner city areas I lived in were every bit as snobby and elitist about people who weren't 'one of our own' as any affluent South County Dublin village. I'm from only south of the canal, at the start of the suburbs and my Grandparents were both from this inner city area, grew up there in the 1920s. Didn't matter. I didn't belong. 'Maybe that's just cos you're a wanker and they didn't like you'. Yeh maybe, but I was always friendly and polite and respectful to every local so if they took against me it was for shallow reasons like my clothes and hair and my normal Dub accent not being Dublin enough for them. But if that's what's meant by 'great sense of community' it's nothing to be proud of.
Ahhh I'm sure they loved ye in your own area where you were from though right? I'm from the south side Dolphins Barn and I know what ye mean about the Northsiders but sure once the bit of slagging was out of the way and you held your own then., ike anywhere, you fit in and belonged.
@@FIONA21ful some did some didn't lol. I come from the other end of Crumlin, the Walkinstown side (from Tallaght first but moved when I was young). I was just angry that night cos I was sick of reading about great sense of community when that often wasn't what I experienced, I didn't intend to offend anyone :)
@@sitluxetluxfuit4481 LOL, cry more. Dublin was and still is a shithole. It's gotten a lot better since this depressing crap was filmed but still a long way to go.