In my (admittedly) biased opinion, there’s only one thing more boring than hearing about people’s horoscopes, and that is hearing about people’s dreams. Now, I don’t mean dreams in the sense of someone’s hopes and ambitions and desires for the future. Those can be both fascinating and inspiring. I am talking about dreams in the literal sense – those little brain-farts that happen, when you are in a light sleep. Continue reading Nightmare in Dublin
‘There is something in my house, my house It’s just a ghost of the long, long dead affair’
The final rehearsal for the haunted-boat play was last night. I hosted it in my flat – which made sense. I don’t have the burden of a housemate, whose feelings I have to take into consideration when I wish to be expressive. If I feel like wandering around the house at 4am in my y-fronts, drinking milk straight from the carton, well it’s no-one’s concern apart from my own. The play seems to be almost ready. I won’t tempt fate by saying any more. Continue reading ‘There is something in my house, my house It’s just a ghost of the long, long dead affair’
I’m a nervous wreck
I am having a stressful morning. Although I suspect that I am over-reacting, and being needlessly melodramatic. Continue reading I’m a nervous wreck
Wicklow way
Since my return to my native land, I have been making valiant efforts to see places and things that had hitherto escaped my attention. I am being a tourist at home. While it is not always possible I endeavour to see something new on a weekly basis. The more I see, the more I understand that it will be impossible to see it all. There are so many beautiful places in this country. I realise that I am only scratching the surface. Never mind – I am enjoying the journey – there is no final destination. Continue reading Wicklow way
Dry buns
When you are young and sexy and urban, there is a tendency to socialise after work, with your colleagues. Even if you are working in a suburban industrial estate, you migrate towards like-minded people of around the same age. Continue reading Dry buns
My kingdom for a cat
I am contemplating some feline companionship in my life.
Continue reading My kingdom for a cat
Subtle workplace bullying
I never discuss my work on this blog. Rarely do I even mention it – my journeys on the bus each morning notwithstanding. For a number of reasons. Firstly my job is fairly mundane – it pays the bills and is occasionally engaging. But it’s a means to an end, rather than the end itself. I try to keep it as interesting as I can, without surrendering to the corporate gobbledy-gook that seems to be a characteristic of such places. I suspect that people will have limited interest in the minutiae of my scintillating worklife,. Continue reading Subtle workplace bullying
Jam packed with productivity.
It’s been a hectic weekend, which has been productive and positive. In the main. Continue reading Jam packed with productivity.
Feral Dublin
In Limerick there is a local volunteer group / charity called ‘Limerick Feral Cats’. It is a group that looks after the welfare of feral cats in the Limerick area. It engages in a policy of TNR – Trap, Neuter, Return – to safeguard the lives and health of these vulnerable animals. Continue reading Feral Dublin
Hello Pilgrim
After the driving lesson from the bowels of hell last night, I met a friend for some frosted beverages in a local inn. He commiserated at my tale of woe. Who knew that driving in the dark is so terrifying? I certainly didn’t.
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