"I moved into the flats in 1967. Back then, Ballymun was in the middle of nowhere, but the flats were wonderful. The people who lived in them took such pride in them and they were like little castles. Once you squatted in one, it was yours.
"The lifts never worked though, so people would just throw things out of the windows. You'd see all sorts flying out, like washing machines and stuff. The trick was never to walk directly underneath them.
"I remember when there was a milk shortage in 1974, the women got together and put shopping trollies along the road and hijacked the milk truck.
"There'd be great parties here back then too. They'd take up several floors, sometimes until the cops came. It was some craic."