My journey to Ireland on Saturday was a fairly uneventful one, apart from the getting up at stupid O’clock to catch my flight bit. After meeting up with friends flying in from different parts of the UK we headed to the pub. At 11:30am. We also went for a brief walk around Dublin, saw a few more bars and eventually made our way back up Grafton Street towards Temple Bar looking for a place to have dinner.
We found a reasonable-looking Tapas place and our party of eight was seated at a table in the corner where we ate a lot, and drank even more. Finally, the bill came and it was time to pay.
I checked my pocket where my wallet normally resides, but it was not there. Nor was it in any other pocket. Or my bag. Or my jacket.
It was gone.
“I, err, seem to have lost my wallet.” I sheepishly offered as people were throwing monopoly money onto the table.
“Yeah, right. Anything to avoid paying your share, eh?” joked one of the really really funny people I was having dinner with.
“No, it’s really gone. Fuck.”
So whilst they retired for the evening, I spent the next hour wandering round Dublin in the pissing rain retracing my steps to see if my wallet had some how been left in one of the last two bars we had been in where I had not had to buy a round. For the record, it had not.
I vaguely remembered bumping into someone on Grafton St. and realised I had probably been the victim of a thieving bastard pickpocket. What an utter, utter cunt.
I cancelled my cards, and made arrangements to get access to some cash in the morning, before heading back to my hotel off O’Connell St to get changed into some dry clothes before heading out to get utterly shit-faced in the first bar I could find.
It was an excellent start to the weekend.
Tomorrow : Mr. Angry visits the Garda (twice), and experiences first hand the delights of Western Union.
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La Cubana Gringa · May 30, 2007 at 7:57 am
Apparently when you’re only half-Irish the ol’ luck of the Irish does not apply.
But then I suppose if you were lucky in the first place, you wouldn’t be so livid. And what an utter bore you’d be if everything was always rainbows and unicorns for you.
Mr.X · May 30, 2007 at 8:57 am
Oh yes, that happened to us a few months back in London, and it’s a total and utter pain in the arse cancelling and getting replacements of everything. Especially the driving license, the DVLA are an absolutely f**cking useless bunch. The bank was actually quite helpful and efficient…
The thieving bastard pickpockets should have their hands and genetalia removed with a blunt knife. Slowly.
We hope you got everything sorted out quickly…
S Hamilton · May 30, 2007 at 9:34 am
Begorrah, it’s all about the craic, aren’t we just the friendliest, shiniest people on Gods green earth. Be grateful you haven’t had explosives and detonators strapped to you yet.
Says the man they tried to blow up twice. And failed. As is obvious from this not beyond the grave comment.
Ellie · May 30, 2007 at 9:40 am
oh bugger! similar happened to me when we went on holiday for my 21st in a moment of we-are-safe-we-are-on-holidayness i put my bag down and then it was gone but the police were fantastic – not one told me i shouldnt have put it down, havent had anything back though
hope you get it sorted.
sooz · May 30, 2007 at 9:43 am
I’d be gutted if someone nicked my purse.
Should you consider a ‘manbag’ perhaps Mr Angry? Or some combats with low-slung pockets? (not with the Tyrwitt though…)
sooz · May 30, 2007 at 9:44 am
Doesn’t it piss you off when someone tells you what you could now do to prevent a pickpocket from stealing your wallet when you’ve already had it stolen?
Sorry…
rach · May 30, 2007 at 10:22 am
This happened to a sort-of ex of mine in Cardiff (evil sheep).
I always think I’d be more pissed off if someone nicked my ipod. Not that I’m inviting people to help themselves to my wallet, of course.
Dr J · May 30, 2007 at 10:23 am
Bloody hell Angry old son. Ever get the feeling you’d be better off stopping at home and leaving all this jet setting to folk with better karma at all?
Then again what would you have left to blog about without the larceny, terror outrages, snow related injuries etc than follow in your wake.
Just keep giving the rest of us plenty of notice where to avoid and carry on.
*I’ve decided today’s the day for mocking the afflicted– can you tell?*
Eliza · May 30, 2007 at 10:34 am
gutted. utter cunts
Peter · May 30, 2007 at 11:35 am
Awful. But if you will eat tapas in Ireland…
Admin comment by Mr Angry · May 30, 2007 at 12:06 pm
LCG – I could make a post about meeting a Unicorn, I am sure of it.
Mr X – Have not even started with the DVLA yet…
S Hamilton – Perfectly friendly, just not very, err, helpful. As you will see tomorrow.
Ellie – I’ve assumed it is gone forever. Along with my 150 Euro’s.
Sooz – I actually had a bag with me, for my camera, but figured my wallet would be safer in my pocket. Big mistake. And yes…
rach – You can always buy a new one?
Dr J – Sometimes I do feel that someone up there is conspiring to provide me with blog material. It really does seem that way.
Eliza – Indeed.
Peter – We only went there because the Mongolian BBQ was full…
GH · May 30, 2007 at 12:46 pm
Unlucky mate, at least you were in a country where you could speak the same language as the police. Trying to explain to someone who doesn’t speak english what happened is a real bugger.
GH
Ellie · May 30, 2007 at 1:12 pm
Angry -do you have contents insurance? i got £300 for mine (well the contents of)but then it was a whole handbag and had tickets for a show money,makeup, keys, etc hth
rach · May 30, 2007 at 1:21 pm
It’s the content I’d be irritated about, not the ipod itself.
karilyn · May 30, 2007 at 2:22 pm
As a dubliner , i was Saddened to hear of the horrid incident in dublin, As far as i remember there is a center that deals with incidents involving tourists in dublin, (it’s like a pr thing) but they usually help with the details and help to give cash to get you home and out of a pickle, (maybe some compensation and councelling if required)
But dubllin is a bit of a deceptive city smiles at you while robbing the cash out of your pocket, usually only metaphorically but in this case literally. However, you were lucky not to be hurt as some of the native junkies and scumbags are quite fast with a weapon.
Anyway hope that the incident will not put you off returning again
Peach · May 30, 2007 at 2:41 pm
total arse. i am waiting for tomorrow’s hinted at post on the banks so i can trash them with you happily…
Equine Pimp · May 30, 2007 at 3:29 pm
and there was no random Spanish girl wandering by that you could blame and then keep captive until the police arrived?
Shocking
Badger · May 30, 2007 at 3:38 pm
Yikes, sorry to hear about that. I lost my wallet in a phonebox once, only to retrieve it from a patrolling copper who had been given it by a band of marauding hen-night-goer-to-type-wimmin. With all the cash inside.
Be thankful you are not in a non-English speaking country, though. Whenever you enter a place that uses squiggles and dances instead of an actual alphabet, keep everything under lock and fuckin’ key.
B.
Chopski · May 30, 2007 at 4:58 pm
Did you have a Paddy?
BoyOnTop · May 30, 2007 at 5:44 pm
Now that is worth getting angry about.
Betty · May 30, 2007 at 6:33 pm
It was me.
I stole your wallet.
Don’t look at me like that, I have to amuse myself in Dublin somehow.
Léonie · May 30, 2007 at 9:15 pm
I was just about to ask whether it was a small brunette woman with a peculiarly non-British accent, and then she went and confessed before I could make my grand accusation.
(Betty – was there anything good in there?)
Betty · May 30, 2007 at 9:21 pm
Only an old condom that expired in 1992.
Rubbish.
Admin comment by Mr Angry · May 30, 2007 at 9:38 pm
Betty – it has enormous sentimental value, can I have it back?
Admin comment by Mr Angry · May 30, 2007 at 9:42 pm
It is OK, I have just found the other two in a drawer upstairs!!
Léonie · May 30, 2007 at 9:48 pm
I did not know what a condom was in 1992.
Admin comment by Mr Angry · May 30, 2007 at 10:00 pm
Léonie – I wish you had gone to my school…
Four Dinners · May 31, 2007 at 1:23 am
Never used a condominium. Prefer proper houses.
You deserved a very big drink.