KDogg

As the study leave begins, as does the bookwork.

I’m now at the start of an awful period of practicing questions and learning facts that once I do the exams, I am unlikely to need again. At the same time summer seems to have died in Dublin. Rain and more rain. Yes, while others continue to enjoy wearing shorts in the rest of europe I’ve been busy contemplating dressing up as those Texans that parade around Trinity College believing its great fashion sense to wear illuminous macks with kakis.

I do miss the sun. Maybe because it brings out the fun side in us or more importantly I get to work on my tan. I have become pale of late and I am worried that I may no longer be able to hide in the dark with only my teeth giving me away. Thus I have been exploring how good my camera phone is at monitoring my increasing pallor. Unfortunately the pic is B+W but its evidence!

Meanwhile, as I put those pics up from Crecora, Dr Tobin did the same and I congratulate him on capturing some great and yet bizarre moments.

Tennis, Croquet, alcohol and some lovely women.

No, not the opening line of a Jeeves and Wooster tale, but last Saturday in Crecora, Limerick. Yes, I left Dublin for a jaunt in the middle of nowhere. It was top notch, with people from such exotic places as London, Greece, Kilkenny and ‘da southside…storrrreeeee’. A very enjoyable day it was and if I wasn’t prepared I don’t know what may have happened. If it wasn’t for a high quality basketball jersey, an international tennis match up may have ended up in complete disaster, starting a war between the Queen’s kingdom and Greece. Now, a sharp mind was also required, as a weekend away cannot be the same without an impromtu game of ’spot the ponce in the BMW’ on the way back to Dublin.

While looking back at the weekend, I was working and meeting veins dudes from Scottsdale AZ at St James’s aka ospigalibazzleboo san shadmus. That’s Irish/Gaelic for the Luas stop. Well, actually thats what it sounds like when the speakers are covered by the condensed vapours eminating from the adidas tracksuit parade and incontinent drug users. Don’t worry i have some adidas boxers, so I can hopfully still count myself as ’street’.

I have put up some pics from my days in Wexford, London and Crecora. Just click on the set : ‘Wexford and the Rest’ and enjoy.

Wexford, London, Limerick

Back online after my lack of broadband moment.

Have joined one of those satellite/radio provider types…not bad so far.

So what’s been happening? Well being in St James’s has been great so far. It is a shame however, the old routine of going out on a thursday, getting bladdered and then surprising patients with your exotic breath in the morning is now a routine of the past. I may have to try to introduce this here or as advised by a 91yr old patient, I should drag my single self to bingo where i will meet her single friends. Could be an option.

Well, having seen so much in Dublin now that I am driving (a supermarket and the fresh appearance of adidas wearing brick throwers) I feel i have settled in. So much so, many of my surgical collegues are showing their true colours around me. This is a worrying situation as you will see from the picture I took with my phone on a night of that awful part of our job, overnight call.