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CORK IN THE LATE 90s

Some old miniDV footage from around Cork city in the years 1996-1997. Originally I made it for a friend in Italy as a memento of their trip. I knew next-to-nothing about camcorders at the time, borrowing the one used here off a friend to make this. My camera technique was really basic: just pick a spot, stand and point the camera. I had read somewhere you shouldn't do a lot of zooming or panning, but I think I took that advice to the extreme here :-)) so there's some very long static shots! I uploaded it because it might be interesting for anyone who wants to see some of the changes in Cork over the years. Hard to believe this footage is over 25 years old now (2024) - time flies! - and was filmed about 10 years before the Cork main drainage scheme was started. It's fun to see buildings that have since disappeared, or changed purpose, or cars parked where you'd never see them now, and remember the layout of the city as it was 25 years ago. There's also the faces, you might so yourself or someone you know! We can wonder what became of them? One or two I knew - both Big Issue sellers seen here were from Dublin. The first one, Charlie, was Dublin city, and the other lad outside the English Market was from Ballyfermot. Then there were the buskers - Cork has had some great buskers over the years. There's a little bit of surprise impromptu street performance towards the end, with some rather colourful language - pure Cork, boi! PS - I feel like I need to add a post script after the comments section - (1) I am the only one in my family who was born in Ireland, though my family are all Irish citizens... (2) is Cork safer or more dangerous now? I really am not sure. It wasn't always safe when I was in my youth. I remember scenes of violence around the city especially on the Grand Parade and Oliver Plunkett street, Washington St after the pubs and nightclubs closed. At night wasn't unusual to be challenged to a fight by drunk passers-by looking for somewhere to vent their life's frustrations. On one occasion I was attacked one dark night on my way home by two men near Rochestown Road, one with a broken bottle the other with a combat knife - to this day I don't know how I got past them but I was much younger, fitter and faster - and before anyone can do you a hurt they have to be able to catch you! Or my mother's prayers I guess. During the day time it wasn't too bad. It doesn't seem that different by day but I don't really go to pubs or clubs anymore, that no longer holds much attraction for me so maybe I don't see it by night.