This building is on the quays just beside the James Joyce bridge, on the south side.
It seems to be unnocupied but there are Christmas lights up and plugged in seemingly all year round. I know it’s close enough to Christmas that people might think that they just put the lights up, but I actually took this photo about a month ago and forgot to post it here. The first time I noticed that the lights were on was during the summer I think.
It just seems strange and I thought someone here might have also seen it while stopped at the lights on the bridge or know what the craic with it is.
by wobblymollusk
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Why should there be a story?
Santa lives there.
Keep squatters away?
That’s my house!
https://www.buildingsofireland.ie/buildings-search/building/50080346/james-joyce-house-of-the-dead-dublin-city
https://www.independent.ie/irish-news/why-turning-joyces-house-of-the-dead-into-a-hostel-is-cultural-vandalism/39658575.html
Flats most likely.
I think that house might be one of mine.
Who copy / pasted the tree?
Four.
Sure,
So from what I can tell :
This building is on the quays just beside the James Joyce bridge, on the south side.
It seems to be unnocupied but there are Christmas lights up and plugged in seemingly all year round.
Thats the gist.
Nice try Mr. Burglar person but no one’s going to help you steal anyone’s Christmas presents.
Looks like where Nidgey goes to unwind
The upper windows get smaller to give an illusion of extra height to the building.
At least that’s what the Viking Splash driver told us.
It’s The Dead house! Wow.
Ah the old sex dungeon .
The wet bandits ?
Mate of mine Kev McAllister lives there. Great little spot. Furnace is a bit mad tho and his parents are complete sieve heads.
That’s where me, Badger and Ratso go to smoke gear. We get into the building by jumping over the gate and dropping down into the little basement thing. You can pry open a window from there. We usually go up to the top floor where it’s all pink and glowy.
Badgers gear is the best, it’s like lying down on a cloud floating down a river full of golden syrup. I have no idea what the building is used for, although there are a few old photos of an auld lad wearing glasses, hanging up around the place.
One night, after smoking some particularly strong gear, Ratso turned to me and badger and says “My mouth is full of decayed teeth and my soul of decayed ambitions”. We were all dead silent for about 30 seconds, until Badger let out a loud watery sounding fart. We all burst out laughing and forgot all about Ratso’s strange moment of clarity. You could see a muted brown colour seeping through Badgers white Lacoste tracksuit bottoms, Badger had actually shat himself.
It’s the setting for one of the stories in James Joyce’s “The Dubliners” which was based on a Christmas party/dinner.
At least 4.
I think it’s 4 story. 😫 Sorry I couldn’t resist.