Irish they were and drunk for sure and they sat in the comer of Mulligan's newly refurbished bar. Across the wall opposite was a huge mirror, fourteen feet long and stretching from floor to ceiling.

Glancing around the room Pat suddenly spotted their reflection in the mirror.

'Mick, Mick, he whispered. 'Don't look now but there's two fellas over there the image of us!'

'In the name of God, said Mick, spotting the reflection. 'They're wearing identical clothes and everything.'

'They are indeed, said Pat. 'I'm going to buy them a drink.'

But as Pat started to rise from his seat, Mick said, 'Sit down Pat one of them's coming over!'