Everything in the smoking room was brown. Everything from the walls, to the sticky floor, to the public health information poster on the wall (which was pretty much illegible from all the brown), to the glass of the barred window … Continue reading →
Is it just an Irish thing to feel a little bit resentful when someone tells you they’re going, or have just been on holidays? I don’t get to go away very often but when I do it’s entirely deserved but … Continue reading →
Why did I even come down here? It’s a male ego thing maybe, like I saw a hole in the ground and felt I had to penetrate it in the Freudian sense. I’m kicking myself with the stupidity of it. … Continue reading →
My apologies, I have things to post here but there’s a problem with the blog. The comments have disappeared. I mean, I can see them but I don’t think you can, which means I can’t reply to them. Everything looks … Continue reading →
