Something has gone seriously wrong in our fair city
MY stomach turned as I read for the third time in three weeks about an attack on an innocent citizen going about their business in our fair city. I understand how I may be coming across to hardcore city-slickers as an innocent Kerry girl who never adapted to city living, but perhaps I can chronicle some of my experiences from living in Dublin for the past five years.
Last October, I was walking between Camden Street and Harcourt Street at 11pm with my friend when a heroin addict set upon me to take my bag. His weapon of choice - an umbrella.
This poor misfortunate was not having a good day, as he committed his crime in front of an undercover garda car, occupied by four undercover gardai, who luckily jumped to the rescue of me and my handbag. I was shaken, but not deterred from enjoying the rest of my night out.