I let the radio run on after Vincent Browne was over, playing away in the background, and there's the usually-innocuous Eleventh Hour. I'm hardly listening, Bocking away as I am [...]

A few years ago, going back a bit now, myself and Wrinkly Paddy had a sort of failed career writing bad fiction. Hey, don't knock it. We were happy and [...]

The demands from Hyperzenchef are becoming more urgent by the day. Here's some samples: 1. Can you do something about Ryan Fuckhead Tubridy, he's an annoying cunt? 2. I accidentally [...]

Let me just ask you this, if you don't mind. I'll just mention this small thing to you that has pissed me off for years, even though by any standards [...]

Somebody asked me if I was going to christen the new kitchen, and I said, yes, I was going to call it "Dermot". I think this has great possibilities, and [...]

I know. I know, I know, I know. We didn't get to Donegal yet. I know. We will get to Donegal, but it will be by a circuitous route like [...]

At Wrinkly Joe's suggestion, I checked out Newstalk, which it seems is about to go semi-nationwide. No harm either: at least I won't have to listen to that fool Tubridy [...]

Folks, my apologies to you. I'm sorry for failing to bore you in the usual way, and I promise normal service will resume shortly. I have every confidence that you [...]

Not all is miserable gloom-laden depression. Not all is miserable gloom. Not all is miserable. Not all is. Not all. Not. Oh, sorry. Sorry about that. Very sorry. I didn't [...]