I just received an e-mail. Nothing strange there. It wasn’t even spam.

No. This e-mail was from the Irish Times, no less. The Great Bastion of Irish Journalism.

“Did I like the article they wrote about me?”

WHAT?

I rang them.

A very nice man tells me there is a supplement today about Virtual Ireland and I’m featured in it.

Holy sh*t.

So I grab my coat and lash down to the shop [pity I didn’t remember to put my trousers on, but what the heck. If I’m a celebrity I can do these things]. I had my brief chat with the shop owner, as this is the custom here. Then I buy his entire stock of the Irish Times. He’s used to me buying his entire stock of pipe baccy, but this was a new one on him.

Back home, I dump the pile on the kitchen table. If Yer Man from the Times is wrong, I’m going to have to do a lot of recycling.

But he was right. There I am. In colour. Giving out. Moaning for the world to see.

They mention me here, but of course they get the heading wrong if you click on the link. They say I am “CHOCOLATE/Kieran Murphy”. Of course, they get everyone else right. Hah!

They printed a load of duff about me being a web designer and things like that, but we must expect these things from the press. Even the Irish Times. Maybe I’ll sue them for defamation of character?

Anyway, I got one of my life’s ambitions……

I’m a centrefold!