This morning, at An Spailpín's bus-stop, admittedly and undeniably close to the city centre, five, count them, one, two, three, four, five, buses all turned up at once. Two 130s, a 42, a 27, and the number of the fifth eluded me.
Five is a lot of buses. Meaning, of course, that when a lot of poor hoors were wondering where in damnation their bus was and how in Hell would they get to work, the answer was that the buses were all half empty in Dublin 3, wasting their time. I wonder is this a record?
