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 →
Ashes for ASH
So now some Argentinean bloke who lives in Italy is now telling me what I can and cannot do after I am dead? He can shove that little edict right up his basilica. According to this complete stranger, if I … Continue reading →
Life is not so bad
I woke up this morning feeling a little bit down in the dumps. Yes, even I suffer occasionally from a visit by the Black Dog. As Herself says, the only people who don’t suffer from a drop of the blues … Continue reading →
My smoke free life
There is an article in The Examiner today. Smoking trends point to ‘day off’ for Noonan Now I fail completely to grasp the reference to “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off” as I have never seen the film [and don’t intend to … Continue reading →
Location Location Location
Flaxen posted a little conundrum in the comments to my last brainfart – Here is the conundrum, Granddad. I’m seriously thinking of retiring at the grand age of 62. This means I have the next 14 months to fulfill my … Continue reading →
Waiting to retire
I’m getting too old for this retirement lark. They say retirement is all about taking cruises [not something that appeals, to be honest], joining the local bowls club [it’s miles away and doesn’t appeal either] or generally having a relaxing … Continue reading →
