393) Eleanora’s of Drimnagh Road, Drimmagh, D12

A betting man’s bar, with plenty of equine action on the telly and betting cards lying about for one to fill in and squander. €4.90 for a Beamish, yes please - worth taking the bus just for this small discount. We sat at the long and curving counter of the large lounge and looked with envy through a narrow aperture at the cosier and more intimate bar. A very cheeky and risque postcard is pinned to the wall alongside specimens of the older currency, flashing knockers and all, racy very. Eleanora herself is painted on a mirror, and looks redheaded and radiant.

The knowledgeable Mac Moloney informs us that the pub is named for a certain Lady Eleanora who threw herself to her death from the battlements of the nearby (and Norman) Drimnagh Castle, and her unquiet ghost is said to haunt the castle to this day. You wouldn’t have guessed at such a tortured backstory from the smiling beaming broad depicted on the lounge’s glass.

The walls also play host to a lot of ads for Bass, a jolly old throwback. Hamlet cigars are for sale and a sign suggests that a waitress is wanted - the ones already working there wear purple uniforms. We were witness to a bit of back-fighting between one such waitress and a seemingly more seasoned barman who was giving her some orders to which she took sullen umbrage. Says he of her attitude - ‘Bring it home with ya’. Jesus wept, the look she gave him in return!

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On exit, the Dublin Publopedians walked past a pub which they outright refused to enter, The Black Forge owned by disgraced scumbag Conor McGregor known for being high on cocaine and punching old men in bars. The only time Sam Coll was ever seen to spit in public was at this pub as he walked past it. Well done, Sam!

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