I am hungry.

I had a piece of chicken and mashed spuds and vegetables for my dinner last night. That was the last meal I ate. Continue reading Hungry →

About 20 years ago Coolio had a song called ‘Gangster’s Paradise’ which was a massive hit. It featured on the soundtrack to a Michelle Pfeiffer film (Dangerous Minds – by the way whatever happened to Michelle Pfeiffer, I know what happened to Coolio – he ended up on Celebrity Big Brother in the UK after his 15 minutes of fame were up). Continue reading Commuter’s paradise →

So yesterday evening was spent rehearsing – and dare I say it, it felt quite productive. As I don’t wish to tempt fate, I will say no more about it. Continue reading Got me lookin’ so crazy right now →

Spring is in the air everywhere I look around,
Spring is in the air every sight and every sound. Continue reading Here comes the summer sun →

I feel a little bit grubby, slightly shop-soiled and a touch tainted.
Why is that, I imagine you asking.
Well let me tell you. Continue reading Tainted →

After the shenanigans of the last few days it was almost a relief to return to routine today. I say almost because alarm clocks remain Satan’s assistants and I detest how bossy and insistent and unreasonable they are. On the  bus I was daydreaming and then I heard a melodious South African accent saying ‘Hyilloo’. It was angry lady and she was beginning her morning call. Continue reading Love in a time of anger →

Today was not an enjoyable day.
Angry lady was not on the bus this morning.
I hope she hasn’t choked on her outrage.
Continue reading A foul and unpleasant day →

I mentioned on yesterday’s post that I did not know whether I would maintain the discipline to keep at the blog thingamajig, and that I could not predict whether I would soon descend into commenting on my co-passengers on the bus every morning, on my journey to the business park, in the suburban wasteland of North West Dublin. However when said passengers – actually that should be passenger singular, are as strange as angry lady then I really have no choice. Continue reading The woman on the bus →

Today – January 18 –  is the most depressing day of the year.

Allegedly. Continue reading Monday, Monday →