This story takes us a lot closer to home for me - Irishtown is a small suburb of Dublin located somewhere between the city centre and my house :) The name always fascinated me until the A-Z challenge prompted me to look up the history of it.
"So why the hell is it called Irishtown anyway?" Emma asked me. It was funny listening to her say 'hell' in her accent, which sounded like tweed, private schools and Princess Diana. "Every town in Ireland is an Irish town by definition, surely." She stubbed out her cigarette and waited for me to reply as we strolled on towards the city centre.
"It's because - well, in the 1400s sometime, when the English occupied Dublin, they expelled the natives from inside the city walls. This is where they settled. So I guess the name dates from a time when not everywhere in Ireland was Irish."
There was a long, uncomfortable pause.
"I think," Emma said, "that I'd like to stop somewhere for a coffee. What do you think?"
"That sounds good," I said. "But you're buying."
I could hear the relief in her laughter, the sound of old tension breaking.
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