I see that a palaeontologist has discovered evidence of interbreeding between Homo Sapiens and Neanderthal Man. Dr Erik Trinkaus analysed fossil bone remains and found characteristics associated with both groups.
As you know, when our ancestors came out of Africa and arrived in Western Europe forty thousand years ago, they found it already inhabited by [...]
I must show you something, said Wrinkly Paddy and leapt up from his chair.
Look at this! he exclaimed, pulling something out of a bag. I got it last week.
I reached out and took it. It’s a guitar, I told him. A very small electric guitar. A child’s electric guitar, in fact.
With [...]
Thanks a million.
It’s such an insipid insincere expression, isn’t it?
Thanks a million. Like a horrible verbal air-kiss.
Mwuh!
I never say thanks a million, though I might say thanks a hundred. Or maybe thanks eight.
Thanks ax2+by2+c.
Thanks a parabola.
Thanks a huge enormous biggest ever in the whole world hyperbola.
Thanks haemorrhoids.
Thanks a heart attack.
Thanks [...]
I was so consumed by anxiety over Scunthorpe that I neglected to even watch the Grand National, never mind put money on a horse.
So I have nothing to say about it. I didn’t see it.
Dum dee dum dee dumm dumm . . .
What to do?
I know, why not read what I said about it [...]
I don’t know if I mentioned to you that I’ve been doing a bit of a job on the old house over the last while. Did I mention that? Maybe it was before anyone started reading this shit, so it could easily have missed you.
Anyway, I have. For the last three or [...]
Jesus, I’ve just realised. Bock is a year old today.
I was exhausted from all the vigorous blogging I do on your behalf, so I took the night off and wandered into town for a drink at my pub of choice. It wasn’t a peaceful journey. As a responsible citizen, I take the [...]
Do you know something – I love Lidl. I’m a complete Lidl junkie. I even look up their web site a week in advance to see what the latest specials are going to be, which I suppose makes me a pikey.
Sometimes, the posh relatives might call in, and they’d look around the kitchen [...]
I nearly forgot to mention this little episode, consumed as I was with the Croke Park thing at the weekend. On Sunday morning before we headed off to Mulligan’s, Wrinkly Paddy produced a full greasy fried breakfast for me.
There ya go, Bock. Line the stomach. Set you up for [...]
OK. This is better. I’m finally beginning to recover from the annual Invasion of the Welsh Fuckers. I went for a walk today with Jimbo and the dogs (his and mine), through the University and down by the river at Plassey. Lovely. The water level has receded a good [...]
Jesus, what is it with Latvian hookers these days? I remember a time when you’d hardly see a single one in the whole country, but now, all of a sudden, they’re everywhere.
I loved the story on the front page of yesterday’s Limerick Leader. Two Latvian hookers were in court, accused of operating a [...]
