I can’t imagine what it must be like for any poor bugger dealing with a flooded house, business etc, so I won’t take the piss.
However, thinking of their pain doesn’t help my ankle, which was injured in a collision with a Galway pothole at the weekend. The pothole was subtly placed in the road next to the kerb at a junction. “Well, if you looked where you were going” etc. etc. but, as my brother in law pointed out, you don’t normally look at the ground when you’re looking out for traffic. I could have hilariously added “Unless you’re doing the traffic news from a helicopter. Or a plane.” but I haven’t got a brain.
Anyway, in a bold new venture, I’m going to start an occasional series where I post a picture of a rather knackered piece of my body, along with an amusing caption.
That bruise looks a bit like a map of the ring of Kerry.