Temple Bar, Dublin

Another of my Lockdown pics. Temple Bar is usually overcrowded and noisy. Maybe that’s because I’m over fifty and quiet, thirty years ago it was one of my stomping grounds. I remember getting stoned in the green room at the Rock Garden while the worst hair metal band I’ve ever heard sang about being red hot lovers. The air in the green room was like mist in summertime with hairspray. Thankfully it didn’t ignite when we lit the spliff.