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Sorting out Cork people for ages...

Hello old stock. When I went out to inspect my enormous back garden after the storm on Tuesday morning, I found an elderly gentleman from the northside called Timmy, standing under one of my 14 trees.

Apparently he went out to walk his dog on Monday afternoon, when a rogue gust of Ophelia picked him up and blew him all the way down to -he back of Chez Reggie. I gave him a cup of tea, and left him into the utility room to warm up.