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Paddywacking

I’m in Dublin doing an evening presentation and some interviews on television and radio for MSF, Doctors Without Borders. The purpose is to keep the appalling plight of the Rohingya in the public mind.

I arrived in Dublin late on Monday night, caught the airport coach to the centre and checked into my hotel.

The restaurant had closed so the receptionist directed me to a late night Tesco. Or should that be “O’Tesc”? I picked up some snack food and went to the young woman on the till.

“I apologise, but I only have a €50 note.”

“I hate dat,” she said.

“I can pay by card if you like”

“No problem. We’ve got plenty of change. It was just breaking into a fifty. Once you’ve done it, you never get it back. It’s gone for good”

When I told this story to one the MSF staff, he accused me of “paddy wacking”, poking fun at the Irish. But I enjoy pointing out humorous aspects of life in my blogs.

Like the little boy at Dublin Airport this morning, lying down on the travelator. Hilarious.

By Dr Alfred Prunesquallor

Maverick doctor with 40 years experience, I reduced my NHS commitment in 2013. I am now enjoying being free lance, working where I am needed overseas. Now I am working in the UK helping with the current coronavirus pandemic.

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