37 (40) In Dublin's Fair City The coach driver was a merry fellow and he tried to entertain the tourists. When we passed Saint Patrick's Hospital on Stevens Lane he said: "I have to report here every day after work." Then he philosophised upon his work: "Can you imagine how to make your living in this way?" The coach was old and useless and its engine stopped at every intersection. As a consolation for frustrated hearts the driver began with a good voice to sing old Irish songs: "In Dublin 's fair city, where the girls are so pretty, I first laid my eyes on sweet Molly Malone."       36 38 First published: Friday 20th December, 2002 Send a to the author! You may also use this form