I know I've told this numerous times - my favourite, told to us by a retired building worker from Clare, an ex farmer, fisherman and curragh maker living in Deptford
A Clare farmer was working in the fields when he caught his leg on a piece of rusty barbed wire
He did nothing about in until, after a few weeks, it began to redden, get sore and swell
It became so bad he was forced finally to go to Ennis hospital where he was told it had become gangrenous and would have to be removed
A neighbour came to see him the day after the operation and asked, "How did it go Tommy?"
"Bad and good" he replied, "they cut the wrong leg off"
"That's terrible" the neighbor said
"Not too bad, the other one's getting better"
Jim