Dublin city has grown at a tremendous rate over the last 20 years. What was once a large capital with clear boundaries has grown like a cancer to envelop the entire country with its trundling busses and rasping accent.
In the 1980’s Bray was very much its own town. A trip to Bray was a country adventure. But this is no longer the case. Spend a day in Bray and you will be greeted with the same urchin like grunts that you would in Coolock or Tallaght.
In the 1980’s Bray was very much its own town. A trip to Bray was a country adventure. But this is no longer the case. Spend a day in Bray and you will be greeted with the same urchin like grunts that you would in Coolock or Tallaght.
That’s not to say that this seaside town was a paragon of virtue. I do remember the days in the 90’s when some scrot was stealing the vowels from all the shop signs on Main Street. Now you will agree the action in itself is not to be condoned but the level of education required for this act of vandalism shows a certain swagger that has been lost in recent times. The determined nature of the campaign was also not lost on me as one by one 80% or so of all the vowels were stolen, the remaining ones were of course the painted kind and not able to be removed.
Walking down Bray Main Street in the 90’s, I recall one was not unlikely to see a horse or other farm animal being ridden or herded to it’s logical conclusion at a butchers. There was always a faint whiff of shit which filled the nostrils reassuringly. Nowadays there is an altogether different type of shit pervading Bray. One which doesn’t fill your nostrils so much as get in your face in a semi-aggressive way.
I always found Bray a difficult place to drink in and not just because of the locals or the unusually high number of vagabond like hippies breezing toward the dart station. But just the simple geographical fact that Bray is built on a hill. It’s built on a hill and when more than slightly inebriated it’s difficult to walk up a hill. Which makes the placement of the DART Station a godsend.
There is of course another type of resident of Bray. Not the BRAAAAAAAAAAY scumbag. And not the doped up hippie who lives in Bray and in a dream. No there is another. Take a look at what a Bray resident forced these kids to do…
Walking down Bray Main Street in the 90’s, I recall one was not unlikely to see a horse or other farm animal being ridden or herded to it’s logical conclusion at a butchers. There was always a faint whiff of shit which filled the nostrils reassuringly. Nowadays there is an altogether different type of shit pervading Bray. One which doesn’t fill your nostrils so much as get in your face in a semi-aggressive way.
I always found Bray a difficult place to drink in and not just because of the locals or the unusually high number of vagabond like hippies breezing toward the dart station. But just the simple geographical fact that Bray is built on a hill. It’s built on a hill and when more than slightly inebriated it’s difficult to walk up a hill. Which makes the placement of the DART Station a godsend.
There is of course another type of resident of Bray. Not the BRAAAAAAAAAAY scumbag. And not the doped up hippie who lives in Bray and in a dream. No there is another. Take a look at what a Bray resident forced these kids to do…
The DPP is currently putting together some charges, we hope...
But the moment that I gave up on Bray forever will always be when this beautiful building was rented to none other than McDonalds. Isn’t that hilarious. One of the most important historical buildings in the entire community and scumbag Bray Council decide to rent it to McDonalds. How was this possible you ask? Did nobody try and stop you say? Well clearly not. And clearly the town’s residents have no appreciation of their town’s traditions. Is it still there? I don’t know and I don’t care. I haven’t been in Bray in years.
The number of soulless Bray residents has increased rather dramatically in the last 20 years almost doubling its population between 1985 and 2014. Let’s hope things improve for Bray.
But the moment that I gave up on Bray forever will always be when this beautiful building was rented to none other than McDonalds. Isn’t that hilarious. One of the most important historical buildings in the entire community and scumbag Bray Council decide to rent it to McDonalds. How was this possible you ask? Did nobody try and stop you say? Well clearly not. And clearly the town’s residents have no appreciation of their town’s traditions. Is it still there? I don’t know and I don’t care. I haven’t been in Bray in years.
The number of soulless Bray residents has increased rather dramatically in the last 20 years almost doubling its population between 1985 and 2014. Let’s hope things improve for Bray.