MWAP a hug would be good but a … ah fuck it I’m too hung over to make jokes.
The shithole beside Doyles is a grand shithole. Now excuse me while I crawl into a corner and die. I really shouldn’t have had those taco chips after that much Guinness. bletch
I’m gonna be in town tonight and I’ll actually be in Doyles, so I pop in to the shithole, to see where the hell it is (and memorise the route Abrakebabra for the bleary post pub feast)
In the meantime yojimbo dont think about runny eggs, rusty arse water, or eating the contents of an ashtray. They always make me feel worse when I’m in ribbons the next day…
The pub next to Doyle’s is actually part of Doyle’s - Doyle’s has expanded like the fungal Mercantile to absorb everything around it. I can’t remember the feckin name of it though. It’s on the side opposite Trinity.
You will know it by the cheery greeting given to you by the delightful barmaid who will, with every word and gesture welcome you into the bosom of her hostelry and cater to your every imbiming whim with a smile and all the inviting, homely warmth you usually only find in the derelict, rat infested, typhoid ridden crack houses of down town Basra.
Right so, 11th it
And utkik, I thought you might be a Swede, your nick means “lookout”. Would have been gas if there was a Swede-living-in-Dublin Doper.
Myself and micilin had a couple of late in O’Donoghue’s on Fri. night. Said bar woman was there and she was an absolute gem. Seriously she said Hi when we came in. Joked and stuff and was generally a nice human being (nice ass aswell ) She was obviously off her game when we were there before as she was grand the Fri night.
There was also a very very drunk Fin there who could barely speak English who we had mighty craic with indeed. Oh well see y’all on the 11th.
Iteki, it ain’t Dame St, it is the third part of the holy triangle of Westmoreland St, and D’Olier St.
Pearse St? College Green?
Doyle’s is one of two or three pubs all next door to each other, which are really all the same pub. If you are stood looking at the doors, with your back to TCD, then it is the leftest one, a tiny little place with only about six tables in it and the bar along the back wall.
I can be there by 9pm.
Is it term time again? Are the students back? If so, you will know us because we will be the oldest people in the place.
The dead giveaway, though is that jjimm may very well have his wedding ring up his nose.