After

Before

6am romance, sponsored by Londis.

Yes, it is well and truly over. For another year.

The crow was still energetic and fun loving at 5am when I arrived outside Trinity.

McDonald's on Grafton street were doing brisk business to say the least.

So were the pigeon and seagulls in the city center.

I read in a serious scientific publication (the Evening Herald I think) that over the course of 12 generations the pigeons and seagulls in Temple Bar have shown some interesting genetic modification. Apparently, one in eight no longer has the gland that produces gastric acid (for those who did Honours Biology, gastric acid is gastric acid, for the others it is the substance that makes yours throat burns after a deep burp when you've had 6 pints of dry cider). Well, 1 in 8 pigeon or seagull no longer produces gastric acid.
Because what they feed on in Temple Bar at the weekend has been pre-digested for them.
The two main events in a Dublin seagulls life a the Trinity Ball and the Junior Certificate results.

These legs have had a ball.
Nice friendly bunch (except of course the guy who looks very suspicious....
The dudes (guy on the right was urinating against the gate moments before, he was good enough to zip up for the shot)

The milk (low fat, to make up for a whole night of binge drinking) maidens

The exchange sutdent: sober and equipped for the night-time temperatures. He missed the whole point...

Ordering their Big Mac Breakfast in tongues

Black tie outfits are boring. Burgundy paisley is the way to go!

Pick 'n' mix n' scratch (and mud)

Nose bag romance.

All the Trinity ball 2010 snapshots HERE