Pana Done Wrong: Cónal Creedon's seasonal story of a Christmas shopping trip in Cork
Patrick's Street in Cork. Picture: Denis Scannell
Patrick Street was mad – it was pouring out of the heavens. A gale-force wind had the Christmas lights thrashing around above our heads. Carol singers, shopkeepers, hawkers, everybody looking for money. I got the job of relief postman, doing double shifts. Only three weeks seasonal work, but it was worth it, you need money for the Christmas.
Anyway there I was, two hundred quid in my pocket, Christmas Eve and not a present bought. So I knocked off early and headed into town. I knew exactly what I was looking for.
