Molly minders: Why the famous Dublin statue is being protected from tourists
For years tourists have been told it's a
tradition
in Dublin to rub Molly Malone's breasts – 'for luck'. Something that's news to residents of the capital.
And it is causing damage – not just to the look of the piece but also to its stability and that has prompted Dublin City Council to take action. Every day this week 'Molly minders' were at the statue with one job – to stop tourists climbing up to touch her.
The metal statue made by sculptor Jeanne Rynhart in 1988 shows all the signs of constant friction – the patina has rubbed off her breasts leaving them gleaming in the sunshine, a contrast to the dull finish on the rest of the near life-size figures.
But that's been obvious for at least a decade, what hasn't been so visible is the damage people clambering up on Molly is doing to the structure of the piece and increase her stability is now in place.
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Irish Times Dublin editor Olivia Kelly explains why Dublin City Council has moved to protect the statue and what will happen next.
Presented by Bernice Harrison. Produced by John Casey.
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