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Sasch Roos Photographic Collection

This was the first photo I took in these strange times. It was taken on the 19th March. At the time everything seemed a bit of a novelty. A face mask was very much an exception whereas now it feels like the rule.

I was waiting to take money out of my bank on Patrick Street when I saw her. She was walking briskly with purpose. I like the shadow she cast too. 

I have a few pictures before the date of the nun. 

This is March 15th in Fountainstown.

I had never seen it so packed. A sunny Sunday before Paddy's Day and everyone seemed to have the idea it would be good to visit the beach. 

I knew I needed to see the sea and the horizon - that it was good for our health. But the amount of people around made me nervous. No one seems to really 'get' this social distancing thing yet. 

I had an idea to walk round town on Paddy's Day and take photos of the closed pub doors. How peculiar, how defiant, but how great as a society that the pubs do the right thing and close their doors. 


It was like the old Good Friday before the laws changed, but then again different, a very different vibe. I felt rather proud. And I loved appreciating the bright colours and the detail of the doors.

This was Friday 20th March. 

I went for a walk round town with Biker John, walking 2 metres apart as much as possible but probably not adhering to it.

It was fascinating because once the people and traffic have gone you begin to hear sounds that have always been there but never noticed. I'm particularly referring to the Billboard sign above a newsagents corner on Patrick Street (I didn't take a photo unfortunately). It changes it's image with these rolling wooden slats and they actually make quite a sound.

John also pointed out these little glittery cylinders decorating a chemist frontage. They also make a delicate sound in the breeze. (There is a photo of them). I had never noticed them before and I have walked on Winthrop Street so many times! 

Town felt a little eerie. The few people wandering around looked a little lost.

So it was good to capture a brighter picture with us smiling. John's stance is comical from his safe distance but also hopeful with his arms out stretched. This photo particularly got a response on Facebook. Everyone wants some hope and some humour. 

The empty main streets - Grand Parade and Oliver Plunkett street were almost unbelievable. 

And this was the first time I saw the Back Soon Love Cork signs. There were loads on Oliver Plunkett St. 

This was a rather stressful experience, when I was hoping to find release and an escape with a Sunday walk to the marina. It turned out to be a more unpleasant experience than the beach trip!

It was hard to avoid all the families and joggers and cyclists. My photos don't convey how busy it was. I wanted to enjoy the daffodils and the water, however on the opposite side of the road there was a continuous stream of cars going into the drive-in test centre which had been quickly established at the stadium. A jolly man greeted drivers with his mask on, and I could hear him asking when was their appointment and to return at three.

I had a feeling there were health workers in their cars waiting to be tested.

It all felt a little surreal. On one side there were families enjoying the spring sunshine, and on the other was something very serious and frightening developing.