Turkish Baths Lincoln Place

@aj wrote:

I found this picture on the internet of the turkish bath in Lincoln Place.

You should stay away from those websites aj, there’s nothing but sinners on them 🙂

F.O’D. has the same picture in his ‘Lost Dublin’ with this description:

You notice that male and female people were segregated, but it was a free-for-all in the ‘Horses and other animals’ section!

Isn’t it sad they didn’t last just a bit longer, long enough to be valued and preserved. They were mentioned recently in a New Yorker review of Beckett’s letters.

http://www.newyorker.com/arts/critics/atlarge/2009/03/30/090330crat_atlarge_lane

“How, for instance, does the following bear on his work?

‘When I’ve posted this I’ll go & have a Turkish bath & stupefy my nerves in sweaty duration. My person is developing dirty habits.’

The editors’ footnote to this letter of 1931 is hygienically exact: “At this time, Trinity College Dublin did not have bathing facilities; the Turkish bath on Lincoln Place and another on Leinster Street were the two nearest to TCD.” That is good to know, but, still, where does “my person” end and the business of writing begin? Should we adhere to a Cartesian division of the two, or is it not more honest to admit that the making of literature, at the nib’s end, is not so much a noble calling as one of the “dirty habits” to which an author is compelled, no more or less mysterious than the call of the bathroom or the temptations of the fridge?”

Damn, I would love if this had been preserved…nothing better than the Baths in Budapest…
steam and great architecture!