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Guinness Brewery Fire |
2009-12-22 |
Could be the end of the world as we know it - but it seems Dublin's firefighters came through. 11 units of Dublin Fire Brigade and three aerial fire fighting vehicles attended the scene at St James's Gate this afternoon. The two firefighters are stable condition at St James's Hospital. It is understood that they may have come into contact with ammonia. The fire broke out in a storage building for empty containers at the lower end of the brewery near the Victoria Quay entrance at 12.10pm. Repairs were being carried out on the roof of the building, which was partly made of felt. The area in question was not in regular use and was successfully evacuated. It is believed significant damage was caused to the building. In a statement, Diageo said production continued elsewhere on the site throughout the incident. |
Posted by:Glenmore |
#5 I'm reminded of the old joke about how Guinness was invented to keep the Irish from conquering the world. I'm going to stock up on ammo just in case. |
Posted by: Thing From Snowy Mountain 2009-12-22 20:17 |
#4 tipper...I'm reading the story and that exact joke came to mind. Thank you, as I would've screwed it up |
Posted by: Frank G 2009-12-22 18:52 |
#3 They havent produced beer at the dublin brewery in years. It's for storage and tourism. |
Posted by: Injun Gleregum6572 2009-12-22 17:20 |
#2 The area in question was not in regular use and was successfully evacuated. So no beer was lost. Whew! |
Posted by: Mike 2009-12-22 16:55 |
#1 Shure this is the greatest drama at Guinness since Shamus had his accident. Brenda O’Malley is home making dinner, as usual, when Tim Finnegan arrives at her door. “Brenda, may I come in?” he asks. “I’ve somethin’ to tell ya”. “Of course you can come in, you’re always welcome, Tim. But where’s my husband?” “That’s what I’m here to be telling ya, Brenda. There was an accident down at the Guinness brewery” “Oh, God no!” cries Brenda “Please don’t tell me!” “I must, Brenda… Your husband Shamus is dead and gone. I’m sorry.” Finally, she looked up at Tim - “How did it happen, Tim?” “It was terrible, Brenda… He fell into a vat of Guinness Stout, and drowned.” “Oh my dear Jesus! But you must tell me true, Tim, did he at least go quickly?” “Well, Brenda, no. In fact, he got out three times to pee.” |
Posted by: tipper 2009-12-22 16:43 |