On our last visit, we met a fine local musician Ger Deasy. So we were thrilled to learn that Ger had a gig at Bernie’s Bar in nearby Clonakilty. We sat in the back of the pub, waiting for Ger to start his gig. Suddenly a chap walked up to John and engaged him in conversation. It was as if the two of them were long lost buddies. After a half minute or so, the chap realized that he had mistaken John for someone else. Even though no harm was done, the chap apologized profusely. John learned later that he apparently looks just some fellow named Jimmy.