One or two of the more astute of you may have noticed that I didn’t write anything on Wednesday.
There was a simple reason for this – I had fuck all to say.
Life is very difficult at the moment, as it has an air of constant repetition: like a Groundhog Day gone mad. Every day it’s the same old election shite on the news, and at this stage I am heartily sick of the fucking subject. All we hear of is the parties bickering with each other. In the schoolyard it is the cry of “my brother is bigger than your brother” and now on the television we get “my taxes are less that your taxes”. The whole lot of them are just like snotty kids, each trying to prove that their gang is better than the others.
Incidentally, for those non-Irish reading this, I have a little nugget of information for you. The New Cunt Michael Martin who took over from the Old Slobbering Cunt Cowen is none other that the arch fucker who introduced the smoking ban in Ireland, thereby starting the trend throughout Europe. Next time you are outside you pub shivering in the cold and rain while you have a fag, you now know who you have to thank. If anyone wants to assassinate him, then please feel free. Drop me a line and I will help in any way I can.
Because the election is soaking up every drop of news, and is even dominating life in the village, I find that the only thing I have to write about is the election, and what I want to do more than anything is to get away from the subject. At this stage it is an almighty pain in the hole. Why we can’t just be like Belgium and scrap the concept of a government, I don’t know. The Belgians seem to get along fine and I imagine we would too.
This day next week it will all be over bar the counting, and life hopefully will return to normal.
I may even have something interesting to write about.
I can relate. The political crap over here never stops.
“Why we can’t just be like Belgium and scrap the concept of a government, I don’t know. The Belgians seem to get along fine and I imagine we would too.”
How the hell does that work? It seems too good to be true! Maybe I could trade my Irish tour books for one about Belgium. But wait! Isn’t Belgium part of the EU? I have about 16 EUROs left over from the Paris trip.
Hopefully, there is no CNN there. How I do ramble.
Belgium has survived very well since the 13th of June last. Apparently they now hold the world record for being free!
What has happened to the window licking kitty?
I would like to hear more about your village and the characters therein. They sound like an interesting lot from what you have touched on in the past.
Bill – Window licking kitty? Wha?
TT – They are a common enough lot. If it’s OK with them, I might elaborate a bit further in the future.
Sure you remember that cute kitty licking the slider, driving poor Sandy madd….Don’t be losing it on us now.
Next door’s cat that stared in at Sandy a few weeks ago.
Ah! That little bollix! I haven’t seen it in a while since I started letting Sandy out at the first sight of it.
Just read an article where some Irishman from the NO to Lisbon campaign (sorry can’t recall his name or which blog I read it on. Bloody brain cell) talking what seemed like me to be sensible but then I’m English not Irish… getting to the point he suggested that a way out of the hole would be for Ireland to leave the Euro zone and enter Sterling, the currency not the town!!