Sacking the Temple
Published 08/12/2012 | 05:00
• My wife and I went to see a film in Temple Bar last Friday night. On leaving the cinema, a man whom I can only describe as stociously drunk shouted "How was the film?" at a foreign girl in front of us, who crossed her arms and escaped as quickly as she could.
A couple of metres farther on, we found ourselves having to step over the streams of urine on the pathway.
Once we got out on to the main street, we were offered "free shots with our first drinks" by a pushy vendor.