Last night I had a disturbed night’s sleep. I was woken at about 4am by the obscene sound of a barking dog. I looked out the window to see if I could see the mutt, but he was nowhere to be seen, but everywhere to be heard. It was a loud, penetrating, yapping, persistent bark. The type of bark that can only come from a dog that is capable of fitting in a handbag. Continue reading A dog’s life
The national broadcaster RTE held a street festival around Dublin yesterday called ‘Reflecting the Rising’ – a series of music and theatre pieces dotted around the city, which were to represent the experiences of the residents of inner city Dublin during the rising. These people were desperately poor,living in squalid tenement buildings, and while they may have been sympathetic to the rebel cause, they did not instigate it. But they were certainly caught in the cross fire. Continue reading ‘You look like George Clooney’
The alarm rang early this morning. I had plans made for today. I was joining some pals at the fleamarket in Dublin 8. It’s on Newmarket Square. Which has to be the most unoriginal name in history. Every town and village in every land has a place called Newmarket. Continue reading Sunday, bloody Sunday
After our expedition to TV land yesterday I made my way back into town.
As I was walking by College Green I noticed the large banner hung over the Bank of Ireland arches on College Green. Continue reading It’s the same old theme…
As I may have mentioned, this week I was on a team that came joint third in a table quiz. Admittedly it was not an especially diffcult quiz but that doesn’t change the fact that our team scored more points than all but two of the other teams. As part of our prize we won concert tickets to see an acapella band who were playing in Vicar Street last night. Continue reading Music and television
Yesterday evening I was at a table quiz to raise funs for the Dublin Gay Theatre Festival,which is being held over a fortnight in May, in some of Dublin’s cosier theatres. Continue reading Quizzical
Yesterday evening to celebrate St Paddy’s I went to the Cineworld on Parnell Steet to see an Irish film named Sing Street. Continue reading Sing Street
Today is Ireland’s national holiday when the country grinds to a halt, and we celebrate the Welshman who allegedly brought christianity to Ireland, while at the same time banishing the snakes. Continue reading Happy St. Patrick’s Day
I had a nightmare last night.
My eyes flew open and I bolted upright at 4am. Continue reading Insomnia
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