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34 Things You’ll Remember If You Grew Up In Dublin During The 1990s
Published 00:10 20 Dec 2016 GMT
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Published 00:10 20 Dec 2016 GMT
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One of the great things about Dublin is that it never stops evolving, it never stops improving, and it never ceases in its quest to be right up there with the best cities in Europe. It's practically unrecognisable from the place it was 20 years ago, and for the most part that's a positive thing.
But every now and then, it's nice to take a look back at the way things once were, and the strange little quirks – both good and bad – that defined the city's journey to where it is today.
So here are 34 things that will bring you back to your youth in 1990s Dublin. And as always, if you have any more to add, do let us know!
And dammit, we were happy.
Morto.
No, sorry, don't even try to argue against it being the most vile thing of all time.
Which would be really handy if they reopened, incidentally. Not that we don't enjoy the 29-mile walk through the station to get to the DART platforms or anything...
And this ad. Where would Ireland be today were it not for this ad?
We know this is a relatively recent one, but it still hurts. #neverforget
Or was this just my family? Oh God, please tell me other people did this too.
It's fine, I didn't want to ever wear these clothes again anyway.
This isn't quite the Freefall, but it will do.
And we were all mad into cycling for about a week – to the point where some of us even knew what a peloton was.
It wasn't very... well, swift.
A nation holds its breath.
How could you do this to us, guys?
That somersault.
Ireland douze points? Ah crap. Not again!
Even if this was the result of it all...
And what we wouldn't give to have it back...
We need more places that look like this, in fairness.
You could do a lot worse, in fairness.
They always looked so angry.
Seriously, what was that even about?
No Samuel Beckett, no Seán O'Casey, no Rosie Hackett, no James Joyce, no Millennium Bridge... is it any wonder northsiders and southsiders have felt like different tribes at times?
Okay so this isn't from the 1990s, but you get the point...
Dublin's Smithfield in the 1950's and not a horse in sight. pic.twitter.com/BYp34VqjBb
— Photos of Dublin (@PhotosOfDublin) November 11, 2014
You'll know you're old one day when you point to the shopping centre and tell someone 'I remember when this was all fields'.
@OldeEire @PhotosOfDublin Site where Dundrum Town Centre stands now. Crazy Prices Sandyford Road in backround 1997 pic.twitter.com/v10OLlWbi5
— Jerome Morrow (@brenn1001) January 15, 2015
It's a Supervalu now. First they take this, then Superquinn... is there no end to this madness?
It was, in fairness.
Sorry Greystones and Malahide.
Bless his little face.
You'll never look at the Poolbeg chimneys the same way again.
What's that, you want a ring road that actually goes around the entire city? Oh don't be silly!
Before this chap came along.