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I was rooting through some boxes yesterday when I came across my very first real computer. It is still in perfect working order even though it is about forty five years old now. It has a ten inch, full colour … Continue reading
How the hell am I supposed to get the right time? Once again, I’m caught up in this twice yearly farce of fiddling around with clocks, watches and all the fucking paraphernalia around the house that insists on telling the … Continue reading
I have been having a bit of bother with the old sleep lately. And when I do eventually grab an hour or two, I invariably have vivid dreams that I am back working in RTE. Maybe nightmares would be the … Continue reading
There was a heavy snowfall back in January 1982. I remember that it was January ‘82 because that was when I started my diary. Actually, it was a journal not a diary, because men don’t write diaries unless they are … Continue reading
I have just been trying to remember the last time I was in Dublin. You would imagine I would go in fairly regularly seeing as it’s the capital city and is less than eighty miles away? I honestly cannot remember. … Continue reading