Republic Of Ireland Postal Addresses
In Ireland, postal addresses do not use a post code system. Rural addresses are specified by the county, nearest post town, and the townland. Urban addresses are specified by county, city or town name, street name, house number, and apartment or flat number where relevant. A house name may be used instead of a number.
Responsibility for the postal system rests with An Post, a semi-state body; however, the Department of Communications, Energy and Natural Resources retains the right to regulate addresses, and had disagreed with An Post over whether there was a need to introduce a postcode system, with An Post objecting to the proposal.
Read more about Republic Of Ireland Postal Addresses: Dublin Postal Districts, Cork Postal Districts
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