In which I am called a punt
I received a tip-off last night. [Thanks, DP!] There is a link to this humble abode of mine from no less a crowd than ASH Scotland. Of course I am extremely flattered that I am being held up as the … Continue reading →
Monthly Archives: October 2016
Pheidippides has a lot to answer for
For the life of me, I cannot understand the idea of running a marathon. They’re all at it today in Dublin – 20,000 people all running 26 miles [and 385 yards] for what? They end up a few yards from … Continue reading →
Hunt the parcel
Our postal arrangements aren’t exactly going postal – they have become rather strange though. Our old postman was a grand lad. He’d motor up around half past one: Penny would lash out to greet him and he’d give her a … Continue reading →
Talking dirty
Our beloved leader, Dame Enda wants us to have a “National Debate” about pornography. I’m not quite sure what he means by this, as he doesn’t elaborate on what he means by a National Debate. As is his usual modus … Continue reading →
Ten green bottles hiding on the wall
There are times when I wonder if the Puritans are really serious or are they just taking the piss? I came across an article last night that damn near made me wet myself with laughter. First look: ‘Booze curtains’ at … Continue reading →
