Loving the Luas

Sir, – I write in gratitude for the Luas. I thought I had recovered from my bus-user days and from all the stress and frustration experienced waiting on the Stillorgan dual-carriage way; watching buses speed past “coming into service”, going “out of service”, or already filled to the brim with passengers.

But the memories weren’t long flooding back this morning I can tell you.

Wishing the Luas Green Line the speediest of recoveries. – Yours, etc,

BERNADETTE QUINN,

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