The road outside my house is the de-facto Northern ring road around this city. I know this because whenever I'm away from home overnight in some idyllic spot, I can't sleep because there are no heavy trucks thundering past my … Continue reading →
Last April & May I wrote a couple of pieces citing a rash of emergency landings by various aircraft in Ireland. The nature of these unnecessary landings were frivolous enough in each case but each one involved dumping thousands of euros … Continue reading →
Earlier in the year in my native Cork a house party went crazy and a teenager died as a result. You are immediately thinking, that's got to be drugs, aren't you? And of course, you are right, it was drugs. … Continue reading →
On our street when I was growing up there was a middle-aged widow, famous for wielding a wooden spoon threateningly at us footballers on the street outside her home. If we were unfortunate enough to punt the ball into her … Continue reading →