Doesn’t give much of an insight to be fair.

Oh the squalor, shocking conditions, not even a proper packet of hobnobs. Seriously I’ve seen a hell of a lot worse in my student days!

Sure that could be anyone’s flat. Photos don’t show much in fairness. Half packet of biscuits and a shelf. Not much intimacy in those.
Really not worth having to spend 6 months sneaking into a building for if these pictures are the best he could take :( sorry

….OK. What exactly are these photos meant to be showing?

My eyes have been opened with these photos…………yeah right.rubbish photos

I’m probably going to spend 400/month +bills for somewhere like that when I head back to college.

Ok so where are you hiding the intimate photos

Could be an interesting subject but zero impact photography.

I’ve lived in and had to pay for worse. Silly stuff

Terrible photography.

……..???????

I paid €750 a month for something similar to that in the city centre…

Looks like a nice place…… Any spare rooms?????

So how come they end up in Ireland when they are supposed to seek refuge in the first safe country they encounter? Asylum seekers come here because Ireland is a soft touch.

‘E was right. I was happier then and I had NOTHIN’. We used to live in this tiiiny old house, with greaaaaat big holes in the roof.

House? You were lucky to have a HOUSE! We used to live in one room, all hundred and twenty-six of us, no furniture. Half the floor was missing; we were all huddled together in one corner for fear of FALLING!

You were lucky to have a ROOM! *We* used to have to live in a corridor!

Ohhh we used to DREAM of livin’ in a corridor! Woulda’ been a palace to us. We used to live in an old water tank on a rubbish tip. We got woken up every morning by having a load of rotting fish dumped all over us! House!? Hmph.

Well when I say “house” it was only a hole in the ground covered by a piece of tarpolin, but it was a house to US.

We were evicted from *our* hole in the ground; we had to go and live in a lake!

You were lucky to have a LAKE! There were a hundred and sixty of us living in a small shoebox in the middle of the road.

Cardboard box?

Aye.

You were lucky. We lived for three months in a brown paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six o’clock in the morning, clean the bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down mill for fourteen hours a day week in-week out. When we got home, out Dad would thrash us to sleep with his belt!

It is obscene what these economic refugees receive here, go to say New York with nothing and see what you receive

Watch out the charge of the pc brigade is on the way !

What about the passport tourist explosion of the mid to late 1990s pregnant women taking the boat to deliver in the hospital in dun laoghaire so they could claim an irish passport ergo permission to remain in ireland with their child… Ireland didnt see that coming and by the time the constitution cases were held to sort it out they were gone back to where they came from with nice shiny irish passports welcome to the banana republic where the taxpayer gives and gives god we are great place and dont start me on “inclusion” where we cant hold a nativity play incase we offend our newest citizens – go back to your own country or integrate like millions of irish had to over the last 200 years

Apologies for typos. Damn iphone.

Hang on. Somethings wrong here. Where are all the free cars, council houses, buggies etc that they are all provided with as soon as they arrive?
I mean the fat lad down in the pub told me he knew that was a fact!
I feel cheated now. I wanted to have a good rant about how they have destroyed this country.
Sarcasm aside some of the comments made already on this thread make me ashamed to be Irish and no doubt more will follow.

Speak for yourself…

Brenner
Ironically you’re the first to mention racism on this thread and thankfully you don’t speak for me either.

A–hole that prob his own flat

Well call me a minority so, because I take daily delight in the way Ireland has become a more diverse society.

When I was growing up meeting anyone ‘foreign’ at all, let alone with different colour skin, was a rare enough event, I am absolutely delighted that my kids are more or less colour blind and have friends of widely varied nationality and friends who have parents of widely varied nationality, since many are now Irish and delighted to be Irish.

In my daughters class at school there are kids of 9 nationalities and within the school I think there are something like 15 represented – how wonderful is that? There are a slew of countries that don’t seem very foreign to her at all because they are where her friend’s relatives live.

Also can we just lose that horrible word ‘folks’, please. What’s wrong with ‘people’.

When you look at an image in b&w you are supposed to use your imagination, feel the poverty, the odours, loss of family. Yes the photography is rubbish, but what has happened to cead mile failte, we had nothing when that phrase was coined.