It will soon be an offence to possess a sense of humour

I’M not sure when it’s going to happen. But the way things are going, it could be soon. Jokes will be banned. Jokes will be banned because every joke offends someone. Did the way Charlie Chaplin walked offend some? I’ll be it did. Was throwing custard pies an obscene waste of food in a hungry … Continue reading It will soon be an offence to possess a sense of humour

How lucky can one man be? I’ve won the Lottery FIVE TIMES!

I’m very lucky. I’ve won the Lottery five times. Yes indeed. I’m that lucky that I’m a five times winner of the Lottery. Here’s how. The first time I won was on August 5, 1953 when I was born into the most wonderful family you could hope for. Indeed, if I was given a choice, … Continue reading How lucky can one man be? I’ve won the Lottery FIVE TIMES!

There seems to be more scams than ever. But, if you’re in the mood, you can have some fun with them!

There are a lot of scams about these days. I keep on getting calls from numbers in the North of England. I don’t answer. They don’t leave messages. I don’t call back. But they do, three or four times a week. I have been asked three times in the past month to pay delivery charges … Continue reading There seems to be more scams than ever. But, if you’re in the mood, you can have some fun with them!

I promise this is the last time: My thoughts for Penny

This is the last time I’ll be writing about Penny. I promise. But when I wrote that blog yesterday, I really didn’t expect the reaction it provoked. We are indeed, with some notable exceptions, a nation of dog lovers. Sure, there are people who don’t get it. But if you’re a dog lover you do.  … Continue reading I promise this is the last time: My thoughts for Penny

We are heartbroken. After just six short years, we’ve been left Pennyless.

We lost our adorable little dog, Penny, early today. A miniature Schnauser, she was not yet six years of age. She’d been sick off and on since December – she had a severe mouth and throat infection which went away, came back and went away again. But for the past few months we seemed to … Continue reading We are heartbroken. After just six short years, we’ve been left Pennyless.

Cheltenham was great for Rachael. It wasn’t bad for me either!

I had a good Cheltenham. Not as good as Rachael Blackmore or Jack Kennedy. But good. It was especially satisfying for me because I know absolutely shag-all about horse racing. Not a blessed thing. And that’s despite being sent to Cheltenham and Galway and Listowel over the years, to cover the social aspect of those … Continue reading Cheltenham was great for Rachael. It wasn’t bad for me either!

There are only four things that annoy me when I’m driving: Motorists, cyclists, pedestrians and people on scooters.

THERE are those who, I know, would call me a Grumpy Old Man. Indeed, some of those close to me think that, in particular, I am a Grump Old Driver. A Road Rager. This is not true. There are only four things that annoy me when I’m driving: Other motorists Cyclists Pedestrians People on those … Continue reading There are only four things that annoy me when I’m driving: Motorists, cyclists, pedestrians and people on scooters.

English isn’t as easy as we tend to think it is…

(It’s a while since I blogged.* But I might get back to it. I’ve been busy putting the finishing touches to a memoir which you will be thrilled to hear, will be published next month, It is called “And Finally. A Journalist’s Life in 250 Stories. Anyway, on with the blog,,,) I was writing about … Continue reading English isn’t as easy as we tend to think it is…

I really hope that, someday, our chimneys will get the stamp of approval

YOU know that my family (kind of) claims ownership of the Poolbeg Chimneys. That’s simply because my father authorised their building and signed the cheque, so to speak, when the job was done. And while it wasn’t his own money, it was his call, it was his decision and it was his foresight.  Indeed, the … Continue reading I really hope that, someday, our chimneys will get the stamp of approval

I have seen the future. And I don’t like what I’ve seen…

I’ve seen the future. It’s Ireland, 2043. That’s just 23 years away. You might not recognise it. For example, this week in the future, there is a protest outside the Dáil – or Assembly of Responsible Democratic and Multi-Cultural Citizens as it now known. Men, God bless them, are protesting at their lack of representation … Continue reading I have seen the future. And I don’t like what I’ve seen…