Christmas craic in the Dublin graveyards... For Sunday Miscellany, listen to Merry Christmas to All Youse by Rachael Hegarty above...

I love the cemetery crowd on Christmas morning. Small kids ride their new trikes and scooters, beaming at a graveside and shouting 'Granda, look at what Santie's after bringing me for me Christmas’. Big hard chaws of men carry festive bouquets of delicate flowers. A bunch of auldwans raise a glass of whiskey to an auld pal. An older gentleman lays a single red rose on the burial place of his late wife. A couple leave a new teddy on a child’s grave. Just when you think your heart might fall into flitters all over cemetery, a dog on a lead of tinsel, wearing reindeer antlers wags its tail as he sniffs at your new leather shoes. Or you spot some head-the-balls trying their damnest to pull a Dublin jersey over a large, stout tombstone – up the Dubs is right…

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