A recharge and two sugars
I love the way technology works when it’s not supposed to and doesn’t when it does, if you know what I mean. I needed to bring my mobile phone with me on holidays because I had to make some calls … Continue reading →
Monthly Archives: August 2009
How driving should be done
Driving in France takes a lot of getting used to. In the last three days, I have driven a smidgen short of 1,000 kilometres. By non-Irish standards, that may not be much, but when you think in terms of driving … Continue reading →
Never trust a woman
I decided to give Roger a holiday. For those of you who may not be familiar with my ramblings, Roger is the bloke who lives on a satellite and gives me directions through my SatNav. I don’t know why I … Continue reading →
Priorities?
We arrived a little late for the ferry. They waited for us partly because my fame had spread before me and partly because frankly, they were fucking glad of the trade. We drove straight on without any of those irritating … Continue reading →
Good riddence
I have had enough of this Godforsaken shit hole of a country. I quit. I’m off to a place where the sun shines. I’m off to a place where laws are applied sensibly. I’m off to a place where you … Continue reading →
Would I?
They tell you that marriage is about a lot of things. They say it’s about love and companionship. They say it’s about sharing a life. What a load of bollox. Marriage is having to watch television programmes when you’d rather … Continue reading →
Anyone for a barbecue?
The Nanny State has spoken one again. Mad Cow Harney wants to ban sun beds. I am no fan of sun beds. In fact, I am not even sure that I have ever seen one in operation. I hate the … Continue reading →
Climax
It has been a while, so I was feeling a little apprehensive. Putting my nerves to one side, I firmly grasped my rod and gently steered it towards it’s destiny. As I inserted it, I felt somewhat more resistance than … Continue reading →
No flies on Grandad
I hate flies. They are irritating little fuckers that serve no discernable purpose in life; a bit like politicians. One has been annoying the hell out me for the last couple of days. He seemed to have a liking for … Continue reading →
A little light reading
Herself is getting nervous about security. I don’t know why, because there is fuck all worth stealing in this place. The only things of value around here are my laptop, and I’m not leaving that lying around for some knacker … Continue reading →
