Another day.
Another pre-dawn, Dublin Bus commute.
Photographs by Donal Moloney.
Previously: The Commuters Part 1
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Another day.
Another pre-dawn, Dublin Bus commute.
Photographs by Donal Moloney.
Previously: The Commuters Part 1
Trying to work out how long my commute would have to be before I would consider getting on a bus in the morning.
Looks really grim!
Er, lads…. (in a non-gender specific way): I think ye’ve done this one, or some of them? Good shots though. Love the #Facepalm gentleman.
It’s greand to see smoking upstairs is back in vogue. Where’s me 20 Major?
It’s part 2: https://www.broadsheet.ie/2019/01/02/early-bus/
FFS you wait ages and then two… etc, etc.
(there does appear to be duplication – kudos all the same)
“Are you watching me sleep?”
“No, no, no…I’m taking photos of you while you sleep, to post on the internet.”
How romantic… I may even swoon
“You smell different when you’re awake……..”
That’s what Bertie told me after our first liaison, actually.
What you believe to be your first.
Accurate.
“You smell different in person”
Have you listened to Bob Mortimer on Desert Island Discs? Himself and Lauren Laverne were giggling like kids when he described how much he loved the smell of his pillow. It’s a lovely podcast. He’s the nicest man.
I really am not sure what this is about or what it is suppose to be representing beyond the obvious.
A sick society we have created for ourselves? Thousands if poor insects paying for the privilege of travelling to horrible jobs we hate to buy poo we don’t need? Meanwhile the career doleys sleep in and only worry is figuring out what pub to go to after the weekly sign on. Or monthly sign on if your address happens to in a leafy suburb like Rathfarnham or Dundrum. meanwhile bus people catch every bug going cramped together every morning , cyclists and motorists lashing out at each other on the road, but at the end of the day we are all going to unsatisfying jobs to bay the bills , and taxed to pay for the doley lifestyles for application form savvy bums who haven’t worked in ten years or more. “I was caring for my ma…”
Well put postman
Ah paddy, sure cheer up it may never happen…
Is the second photo not the same as the seventh photo?
PS. Nice photos.
Sorry, Amorphous Kerry Blob, fixed now. Thank you.
…and the 1st and 11th are the same.
Good grief. Sorry, Cian, fixed now. Thank you.
You asleep at the wheel Bodge :)
Heavy morning. Sorry.
I call it the Thursday slump.
heehee, I just hope that has messed up Brother Barnabas and his fancy-smancy “propreantepenultimate” photographs.
Esoteric sesquipedalian nerd!
brilliant
especially like the propreantepenultimate one
Lovely shots.
Of hell..
find these a bit creepy
Big time. Awful creepy.
absolutely.
Yeah. I’m uncomfortable with the depiction of the people here and how there is a forced grimness to the scenes.
I find them quite relaxing. Like something waiting to start, performers backstage.
I agree. Scenes we see every day and take for granted. Powerful series. More of this please.
absolutely.
these photos would be best enjoyed from the comfort of your scratcher around 9.30am before you turn over for another cheeky hour.
I hate that people don’t open the windows in buses in cold or wet weather, some will even have a go if you open them. Yes its draughty but healthier I would have thought and sure you’re already wearing coats n hats n gloves n stuff.