The title of this blog post refers not to the Stephen King penned thriller of the same name, which was adapted into a film starring Kathy Bates and James Caan, for which Ms Bates won an Oscar. Continue reading Misery
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Dungeons and dragons
As I enter into the vintage-blend years, I occasionally wonder, what new experiences life will bring. Shall I ever visit China – the answer to that is yes. Shall I ever go bungee jumping – a resounding no to that question. Will I ever play the role-playing game Dungeons and Dragons?
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Gobnait and the Greek
Rarely do I discuss my evening commute – the journey where I return to civilisation, from the armpit of Ireland – the industrial suburbs of Dublin. Perhaps it is because my heart is lighter – the workday is over and I have an evening to spend, as I see fit. There’s no sense of looming doom at this time. My spirit is lighter. In the evening I look on my fellow passengers with more goodwill and less fear (speaking of which it’s worth noting that Bruiser and Beyoncé are never on the evening bus). Continue reading Gobnait and the Greek
Mr. Murphy’s Pussy DeLuxe
Dublin has a Book Festival. Well of course it does, I hear you say. It’s a literary legend of a city after all. Oscar Wilde, James Joyce, Sean O’Casey, Maeve Binchy all had to be raised somewhere, you know. But I knew nothing about this festival.
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Theatre times: ‘The importance of nothing’
This evening I went to see ‘The importance of nothing’ by the Pan Pan theatre group in the Project Arts Centre in Temple Bar. Continue reading Theatre times: ‘The importance of nothing’
Let’s make America great again
Just in case you’ve not been paying attention, today is the American presidential election. Meaning that tomorrow it will be over – unless there’s some endless recount like in Florida in 2000. I am incredibly thankful for this. Continue reading Let’s make America great again
The Peaches gig… and why I am a convert
Once upon a time there was a girl from Farnborough in Hampshire who shared a flat with an anti-social cat named Midnight; an anti-social Dutch gentleman called Muis; and yours truly. One evening she came home from work pronouncing the wonders of a Canadian singer named Peaches. I listened to the song ‘Fuck the pain away’ and I loved it. What an incredibly aggressive; rhythmic; funky song. The lyrics served notice that this singer was no wilting flower.
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Bargain prices…for bargain people.
I had a mission for Sunday. It was not a noble mission, true. Nonetheless it was important. I wanted to find a budget supermarket, and do a weekly shop. Continue reading Bargain prices…for bargain people.
9 to 5
I tumbled out of bed, and I stumbled to the kitchen. I poured myself a cup of cold tap-water.
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The cold November rain
November is an appalling month – my least favourite time of the year.
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