Anyone remember the old GNR buses that operated from Dublin's Eden Quay? They had an unique smell. The 15s operate from there now - from the other side of the road.
It's interesting to retrace your childhood steps and so bewildering without your parents.
Every shore and manhole north of Abbey Street is marked with yellow paint.
Hints of HRH. One can only presume MI5 and 6 are in town
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