Lynn Connolly writes about her life growing up in Ballymun during the seventies. She shows how the estate had a unique quality, and in spite of its bad press it was far from the hellhole portrayed by the media.
I moved to Ireland in 2005 around the time the demolition of the Ballymun flats started and never managed to really understand what was the story except, "it was bad" and "it's good the towers are going away, that stuff doesn't work in Ireland." This short memoir gave me some insights and perhaps a more balanced view than what is usually presented in the media.
On a personal level I also found the comments on life in Ireland in the 70s and 80s really, really interesting. For example it's one thing to know intellectually that divorce was illegal until very recently, but another to be made to understand what that can mean for real people with real lives and feelings. And I won't even talk about the nuns...
A good memoir of a place that no longer exists due to regeneration of the area. Story comes alive with a wide variety of characters . A unique story told from a persons view who grew up in Dublins infamous high rise area.