The Working Class

It’s a strange expression, isn’t it? Working class. What does it mean? I’ve always had a problem with it, even though I’ve always vaguely understood its thrust. It’s very British. […]

Funerals

Funerals

I went to a funeral tonight. Well, actually, I went to the removal. It always surprises me how many people from outside Ireland visit here, so perhaps I should explain. […]

Hail Mighty Lidl

Hail Mighty Lidl

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 […]

Scunts

Having said all that about Ryanair, the no-care airline, the low-standards airline, the no-brain airline, in fairness, I would have to say this about them: they’re shit. However, here’s the […]

Suing a hospital

Did you see those reports during the week about a couple who sued a hospital because a sterilisation operation didn’t work? It seems the woman had a tubal ligation in […]

The Croke Park Trilogy – Part One

Jesus, said Wrinkly Paddy. This place is full of Northsiders. True, I replied, but imagine how they feel. Their streets are full of Southsiders, Culchies and filthy garlic-eating surrender-monkeys. God, […]

Theatre, music and fools

Theatre, music and fools

I went out this evening with a couple of my friends to a play. You might remember from previous posts that we sometimes go to the theatre, and usually it’s […]