Eileen is one among the thousands who moved to Dublin from the country in the sixties and seventies in search of work; to Dubliners they were culchies (Dubliners were Jackeens!). She lived in No. 8 Upper Clanbrassil street, and walked to work every day down Clanbrassil Street and along the quays to her job near Heuston Station. The house is still there, if a little tattered. The street, once the centre of the Jewish community in Dublin and fictitious birthplace of Leopold Bloom, was widened in the 1980’s and turned into a high-speed thoroughfare. Take a walk down Clanbrassil Street now and you’ll find a regiment of Spar stores - milk and newspaper purveyors - have replaced small shops and industries. Noise levels are so high that in normal conversation a voice cannot be heard, and a sad imitation of an urban fabric lines the streets.