The questionable house-shares, cramped studios, Dilapidated granny flats, with bedrooms anywhere a bed could conceivably fit. There is no dignity to be found here, nor a notion of feng shui.
Countless hours trawling through ads, Listings and social media pages, Innumerable miles traveled to view places too small, expensive, uninhabitable
or just plain inhospitable. After a viewing I'd drive back, south towards the Wicklow mountains, to Bree where
I could rest my head awhile, before my landlord sells. I will find a place here, oh yes, This city has it's charms.
Tents line our streets and I see our country lies prostrate before the economic alter of Tech, Pharma & Finance. Oh, this country has it's charms; and vivid history.