Limerick, you’re no Lady

Limerick : a city that thrived during the boom years and, even now, still has a feeling of vibrancy in the streets.  They’ve fought hard to clean up their act and get rid of that nickname.

While window shopping last Saturday, a jeweller’s shop caught my eye.  Oh sez Granny, they’re one of the oldest jewellers in Limerick, they’re very good.  So we crossed the road and had a look in the window.

This was the first thing that caught my eye (apologies for the crappy photo, the rest are a bit better)

Yeah.  That’s a cannabis leaf pendant on the left and a blinged-up armalite on the right.
There were a lot more cannabis leaves in the display, plus this this pony & sulky :
That might be a cultural reference that only Irish people would get, this next one is a little more obvious :
I guess this jewellers caters to… hmm… an interesting cross-section of the underbelly of society, shall we say.
Sorry, Limerick, you’ll always be Stab City to me.

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