How do proverbs become proverbs? Well, here’s a few I know about.

Did you ever wonder how does something become a proverb. I mean, people say wise things all the time. But those things don’t become proverbs  I’ve done a bit of research on this. And I know, for a fact, that I’m 100 per cent right. Or close to it. Not far away. For example. You … Continue reading How do proverbs become proverbs? Well, here’s a few I know about.

The times are weird. I suppose, all you can do is laugh. Hope this helps!

All right. It’s another weird day. We can’t go to the pub. We’re semi-locked down. All we hear is bad news. So. I can’t stand up in front of you anywhere to tell you these. So just stand in front of a mirror and tell yourself… A Dachshund walks into a post office, picks up … Continue reading The times are weird. I suppose, all you can do is laugh. Hope this helps!

Good morning and welcome to another edition of I Didn’t Interrupt You

I’m a fan of radio. I probably always was – more than half a century  on I still remember The Kennedys of Castleross and Frankie Byrne and the Walton’s programme on RTE radio. And I remember sitting on my mother’s knee for Listen with Mother on BBC when I came home from national school. I know … Continue reading Good morning and welcome to another edition of I Didn’t Interrupt You

Excuse me. But I wonder if it’s all right to ask you to read this blog about manners?

What ever happened to manners? You’re probably not familiar with manners. They used to involved saying things like “Excuse me” and “Thank you so much” and “I beg your pardon” and “It’s no trouble.” But they’ve gone. It is quite normally now, it seems, to barge in front of someone in a queue for the … Continue reading Excuse me. But I wonder if it’s all right to ask you to read this blog about manners?

Get ready. You have 144,000 minutes and then it’s here – ho, ho, ho!

The news hasn’t been great recently has it? Today, we’re told about the plan for the next six to nine months when it comes to Covid-19. And it’s looking grim. OK, we’ve had a few sunny days, but the weather has been pretty dreadful hasn’t it? And I’m sorry to have to bring some news … Continue reading Get ready. You have 144,000 minutes and then it’s here – ho, ho, ho!

The EU problem explained so that even an English Tory can understand it.

An Irishman, an Englishman and a German are in a bar.The Englishman says he’s leaving.The other two say goodbye.They turn around an hour later and he’s still there.“How much will you give me to leave?” he asks.They laugh and turn back to the bar.Two hours later – they’re sturdy boys – they hear a noise … Continue reading The EU problem explained so that even an English Tory can understand it.

People are missing their pints and the company that comes with them. Let’s apply common sense.

I am beginning to suspect that some of the people who are making decisions about Covid-19 restrictions, have never been in a pub in their lives. I am, of course, wholly in favour of strict restrictions and guidelines – whatever is necessary to stop the spread of the disease.  I’m particularly vulnerable with Stage 4 … Continue reading People are missing their pints and the company that comes with them. Let’s apply common sense.

I am really glad that I’m not as grumpy as I used to be

You may notice that, at the top of this blog somewhere, it says I’m not so grumpy any more. Well, I’m not. Only a few things annoy me. Like, for example, those eejits who take an age to move when the lights turn green. The other day I was stopped at the lights in Rathgar … Continue reading I am really glad that I’m not as grumpy as I used to be

I am not a fan of invented words like “staycation.” It’s probably because I’m a grumpold.

We holidayed in Ireland this year. Ardmore in County Waterford. It’s a favourite of mine. It wasn’t a “staycation.” I don’t do “staycations” and I don’t do “webinars” I am not a fan of that kind of word, the ones which are made by merging two existing words. And yes, I do know older words … Continue reading I am not a fan of invented words like “staycation.” It’s probably because I’m a grumpold.

My parents were so disappointed when they heard that I had passed.

Yes, it’s true. When my parents heard that I had passed, they were sad and disappointed. They had been hoping I’d get honours. No. I’m not talking about dying, well, not yet. I’m talking about the Leaving Certificate. It’s was 49 years ago when my father and I went down to Blackrock to college my … Continue reading My parents were so disappointed when they heard that I had passed.