We need state agency from which we can rent, not buy, A-rated homes
I SOMETIMES think I am my house. Remember that bit in Flann O’Brien’s The Third Policeman when the men turn into their bicycles? Well my house’s “mollycules and atoms” seem to have invaded my brain in just the same way.
Sometimes when I think about my family I see our south Dublin semi-d instead. When the house is clean and ordered, I think that means my family is well.




