Tuesday 24 January 2017

Ian O'Doherty: Soaked, cold and out of beer -- this crisis is serious

Published 03/12/2010 | 05:00

So there I am, two bags of shopping in either hand, trudging up Dame Street like some sort of demented hobo, slipping constantly and frightening children and passers-by with a frankly outrageous series of shouty swear words as I impotently and, it must be said, rather stupidly, try to kick a lamp post in frustration. Which, obviously, causes me to slip. Which starts the whole cycle again.

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So why am I careening around Dame Street with too many bags of shopping and starting fights I can't possibly win with innocent lamp posts?

Welcome to the snow. Yup, and as we all know, snow means no taxis.

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