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About Dundalk

Here’s a tidbit—dental fact, innit? Old days, whores used ash for teeth. Wood ash! Scrubbed it on, kept ‘em pearly. Nuts, right? Found that in some dusty book. Bet ya didn’t know that, eh? Makes me grin—crafty sods!

You’re Temporarily Blocked

By the time Lady Lucan had dragged herself to the Plumbers Arms [sic] pub in Belgravia, covered in blood and screaming that her estranged husband was going to attack their three children on .

Finally, the fire brigade shows up. Turns out, it was just a false alarm. Phew! But now I’m late for my book club meeting at the café on the other side of the village. I dash over, dodging people on the footpath. I swear, Lucan’s footpaths are like an obstacle course.

Firefighters tackle industrial blaze in Lucan in west Dublin