Maurice Craig's Dublin 1660 - 1860 (see below) has turned me into a bit of a buliding-spotting anorak; I now read the Dublin street atlas with equal gusto as Craig's book.
What if buildings could speak? I often remember Brendan Kennelly's lines on songs "All songs are living ghosts / and long for a living voice" when looking at old buildings in Dublin and wish the same for them.
One building with many stories to tell is the Smock Alley theatre off Blind Quay, which has existed in many incarcerations since 1670. It collapsed twice; once during a performance, and the main part of the building disappeared in 1815.
It is a church which now occupies the Smock Alley site, the SS Michael and John. The vaults of the church were easily constructed; the orchestra pit of the old theatre providing an ideal template. This marriage of entertainment and the after-life is not unique in the history of Dublin apparently. For a number of years in the 1940's the former City Morgue was the main foyer for the Abbey theatre.
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