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It's time Ireland confessed its true love for Eircodes

They’re actually dead handy if you live in the country.

TAKE YOURSELF BACK to April of 2014, a time when a postcode was something only the Brits and people in Dublin had. It was a dark time in my opinion because I have something rather shameful to admit. I love Eircode.

I know, I know I should hate a system which many of us saw as useless. We didn’t need a postcode because our postman knew where everyone lived.

My postman Tony has my phone number for gods sake. He once rang me when I was in Budapest airport to tell me he had a package for me and since I wasn’t there could he leave it somewhere. Tony is very helpful. How could an Eircode replace Tony?

It was too expensive as well with reports saying it would cost €27 million over 10 years. That’s a lot of money. You could buy a house or two with that money. And yes I will admit the system is weird because the letters and numbers seem random. My Eircode starts with an N and I’m from Kildare. What’s that about?

Despite all this I maintain that the Eircode has not been a complete waste of money. For example, the popularity of the Eircode system has skyrocketed since people have had to figure out how to use it so they can check that they’re on the register to vote for the upcoming referendum. They do say there’s no such thing as bad publicity.

But there is one reason why I’m still in love with Eircodes and it’s a simple one. Eircodes have stopped couriers delivering all the stupid stuff I order online to the wrong house.

When you live in the countryside, house numbers become obsolete. All you have are the names of houses, some of which are displayed, some which are not. If there are 10 houses on a road, all with large gates, how do you know which is Cherryglade and which is the Loft?

The answer is you don’t and if you’re a courier service, you drive around for about 10 minutes before you give up and launch the package into any house you can. That’s how my neighbour who is a retired garda once ended up with my bodycon dress and crop top from H&M. They did not suit him. Not one bit.

Eircodes have stopped this nonsense because now the couriers know exactly which house to chuck my many, many, many Boohoo orders into. Now I never have to worry about the garda sergeant getting my Ann Summers order. Bless you Eircode.

We Irish are amazing at complaining about anything and everything and sometimes it’s legit. But I cannot let the Eircode be slandered anymore. It’s time we all embraced the Eircode, we’re stuck with it like.

I love you Eircode, never leave me.

 

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