Get me out of here
This is one of my favourite photos that I took during the recent St Patrick’s Day festival in Dublin. Someone poured washing powder into the fountain on Dame Street and, of course, the inevitable happened. I surprised it doesn’t happen every Friday/Saturday night in Dublin. Ah, the old ones are the best. [...]
Misfortune and Carelessness
I haven’t written much this week because, to use that old maxim, ‘if you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all‘. All in all, it’s been a pretty bad week for me in work.
My nice boss got fired just before Christmas and I’m still a little bit in shock about the suddeness [...]
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The I.T. department rang me today and left a voicemail that they wanted to talk to me about my dial-up internet useage. ‘Here’s my direct number, he said, ‘call me‘.
Oh sugar, I thought. I always knew my secret obsession with Meg Ryan would catch me out in the end*. I didn’t fancy losing [...]
She was horrid when she was bad
I’m a pretty confident person but I’m modest enough to be, err, modest about it! Instinctively, I genuinely believe I can do anything or be anything I want, even though I’m in my thirties and the grey hairs are starting to poke through my magnificant mane of hair more and more everyday. When [...]
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In Belfast today and, all in all, it wasn’t too bad. I dumped the car in a little carpark off the M1 Saintfield exit so I was chauffeured around for most of the day. Well, I am the boss afterall, and I’m worth it!! Only joking. I hit the Westlink at [...]
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