This week we have the wonderful Galway races, a great
occasion for one and all.
Two taxi
drivers decided to take a bit of time off and they drove the long road to
Galway.
They had
hot tips and blankets to spend the night in the car.
Coming
home they were in a very sorry state, they had lost all their money and they also
had dreadful hangovers.
As they
joined the long snake of traffic heading for the N4 a time of narrow roads and
no motorways they were in despair. A young guy with a long coat was up ahead
with his thumb up so they stopped.
When he
got in he told them that this was the best Galway races he had for years.
They
moaned and groaned about their losses, he told them never to follow horses.
He made
them laugh all the way and just when they had forgotten all their problems they were
stopped by a Garda in Kilbeggan.”You only have one headlamp working” on closer
inspection he found a tax disc out of date and a bald tyre. When he inspected
the drivers licence it was found to be a year out of date. Out came the
notebook and pencil and the officer started writing and taking note of
everything.
When he
had finished the young passenger got out and went over to the Garda. He put his arm
around him and patted him on the chest, he pulled the tail end of his uniform
and said what fine men the boys in the car were, You should give them a chance.
No No No
the Garda said so he patted him on the chest again while the men in the car felt that
they would be locked up.
He gave
up and came back to the car.
“lads I
don’t know what I was thinking about, the traffic is very heavy, take a left
here and I know a quicker route to Dublin”
As they
approached Crumlin in the early hours
the hitchhiker pointed out where he wanted to get off.
“Don’t
worry about that Garda and his summons, unless he has a fantastic memory you
are home and dry. That tunic was very tightly buttoned and I nearly didn’t get
it, but I did get it.
I am a
pickpocket, one of the very best there is. Here is the Gardas notebook and that is why we had to go
cross country, every Garda on the road was looking for us.
I might
see you at the races again next year.”
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