Rosie

An acute shortage of rental properties and rising rents

mean many low-income families can no longer afford

to rent accommodation from private landlords.

According to a leading homeless charity, Ireland now has

the highest growth rate for family homelessness in the whole of Europe.

Hundreds of families are left to source

their own emergency accommodation,

many struggling to find a hotel that will take them.

Charities are now calling for...

Hiya, yeah, I'm looking for a room.

A family room.

No, for a week just, I'd say.

Hiya, I'm looking for a room.

For a few nights.

A family room.

It's Dublin City Council. The Council credit card.

You're on a list of hotels I was given.

I'm looking for a room for a few nights.

There's six of us.

I got your number from a list I was given, and--

Okay, thanks anyway.

Hiya, I'm looking for a room for a few nights.

A family room.

That's right, yeah, City Council credit card.

Even for a night, just?

Shh! I said.

Hiya, yeah, I'm looking for a room for a week just I'd say.

Sorry?

A family room.

Sorry?

No, I'm-- it's Dublin City Council.

The Council credit card.

You're on a list I was given.

She said it's me. No she didn't, she said, "Shh".

Shh! I said.

We're looking for something permanent,

so I just need the room for-- Shush! She said shush!

Sorry?

Okay...

Thanks anyway.

Mammy'?Mammy?

Shh! I said.

Hiya, I'm looking for a room for a few nights.

I got your number on a list I was given.

Okay, thanks.

Bitch.

I didn't say that.

She was, though.

It's a copy of a copy! It's hardly there at all - look it.

Read it out to me, hun, will you? I'm doing my homework.

It's only a few phone numbers, Kayleigh.

I'm not asking you to abandon your education. Come on.

We'll find a hotel and then I can start looking for a new place.

A house, like. Mammy, Mammy! Ah, what's wrong with you, hun?

Wasn't me.

See yous. See you.

John Paul? Yeah?

I need you to stay late tomorrow night, is that alright?

Okay. Is that okay, yeah? Just 2 or 3 hours.Yeah, yeah.

We've a big launch, loads of prep. No problem, yeah, see you.

It's me. Where are you?

Outside Megan's house. Still here. In the car, yeah.

Say hiya to your Daddy. Hiya, Daddy.

Now, quiet for a minute 'til I talk to him, alright?

Proper quiet now. Shush-shush quiet.

No. No luck, no.

Nowhere yet. I'm going through all of them, yeah.

All day, John Paul, since this morning, yeah.

I'll have to phone the emergency line in a minute.

Geez, it's after half four.

No, your one from the Council never phoned me back.

No one did, no.

What?

Here, I'd say. I've put a wash into Megan's washing machine,

so I have to wait until it's done. Anyway, there's nowhere to go yet.

So, what do you think,

will you still be there if I head that way to yous?

We'll be grand, don't worry.

We'll get somewhere.

See you in a bit.

Love you.

Okay.)'-

If I have to go back there...

How are you getting on there, hun?

Okay. Great.

I left school too young. You had me.

I had you.

I used to school, but... I don't know.

It's only Megan. Me heart, Megan! I'm not joking you! Sorry!

Thanks, hun! You're a star. Ah, no problem.

Do us a favour, will you open it for us?

Thanks.

Will you not come in for a bit? No. Thanks, Megan, no.

There's the five of us. We're just waiting on John Paul,

we'll be gone in a bit. Last time I'll be doing this, fingers crossed.

Yeah. I'd say it's hard, though.

The places they have us staying in. They're miles from the kids' school.

One of them wasn't even in Dublin, it was in Meath, out in the country.

It's mad. Must be.

> Mammy! Mammy! MAMMY! Jesus, hang on!

It's mad in there as well. Go on.

> Mammy! I'm coming!

Right. When Nidgey tells you to shut up, yous are to shut up, okay?

Was Nidgey in the boot? Poor Nidgey.

Nidgey's grand, don't worry about Nidgey. That one there, hun. Got it?

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> How are you, Nidgey? Shut up!

Hiya, I'm looking for a room. Your number's on a list I have here.

Three nights would be brilliant--

Yeah, that's right, Dublin City Council, yeah.

Okay, thanks.

> (WHISPERS) Nidgey!

Shut up! Shh! Shh!

lam, yeah.

Really?

Ah, brilliant.

One night?

Okay.

Dublin City Council credit card, that's right.

Great. I have to phone them now to confirm it, that's okay, yeah?

The room will still be there?

Ah, great.

Oh yeah... Rosie.

Yeah.

Davis.

Rosie Davis.

What's up?

Alright. Where?

Where's that?

Where? I have to get off. Shite.

Okay, yeah. I'll find you.

What's it called again? Skyway.

How many nights?

Only one?

Again?

Ah, Jaysus.

Right, okay. I'll see you in a bit.

I'm outside. What number are we?

Grand, there in a minute.

Good girl.

Alright?

Where's Alfie?I had to let him out to play for a bit.

He was going mad in here. Where is he?

Is he not there? Hi, Dad.

I told him to stay in the hall corridor out there.

I don't think he's-- I'll get him. Change of scenery.

Vroom!

Crash!

And he crashes as well!

Alfie?

Who owns him? He's mine. Aren't you, hun?

Yep. Get him off the corridor, will you, love?

Don't be wrecking it for the rest of us.

What's your problem, he's only playing?

There'll be complaints. There always is, 'cos of the noise.

And he isn't any of our kids. Jesus.

It's a hotel, like. We'll get thrown out if there's messing.

And I've nowhere else, like. Right.

Pick up the cars, Alfie.

Jaysus, Alfie, come on.

Do we need anything else from the car? Don't think so.

I think we're grand. Something to eat though, I'm starving.

We can't cook here either, no? It's the pits, it is.

Alfie, stop it. Okay, grand.

D'you have enough? I think so, yeah.

We're grand for now. Do we have the breakfast?

Cornflakes. There's enough for tomorrow. Milk - get, and juice.

Aw shite, yeah, I forgot. The lunches for tomorrow?

Bread and-- you know. Grand. Back in a bit.

Take Alfie with you. I'll be quicker without him.

Of course you will.

Stop bouncing, hun. I'm not bouncing.

Now the bottom teeth. Did them. No you didn't. Oh yeah.

Get back in there. I'm not tired. Oh yes you are.

I love yous.

The room is smelly, Mammy.

That's just the food. The smell will go in a minute.

Peachy.

What about Peachy? Where's Peachy? Peachy's in the car. I want Peachy.

Ah Jaysus. I'll go.

Come here to me, you.

You should've seen the head on them. Gawking at me. And Peachy.

Brilliant.

Poor Peachy. Always trying to escape.

And there's no stopping him. What is he, anyway?

He's a rabbit.ls he? It's obvious.ls it?

Yes, John Paul. He's a little rabbit.

He's a little bollocks as far as I'm concerned.

Ah, lay off poor Peachy.

I'm hungry again, I won't be able to sleep.

The window doesn't open.

They're afraid we'll jump. Well, they might be right.

Remember when we used to think it'd be great to stay in a hotel?

Well, we're living the dream now, hun.

Try and sleep.

How can I with you beside me?

That's nice.