Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year
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GO ‘WAY FROM MY WINDOW (1957)
“I’m not necessarily making the comparison, but don’t Page 3 models usually say the same thing…?”
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Moving house today, I found an old magazine under my bed containing an interview I’d forgotten ever conducting. She was in costume when we did the interview… And yeah, I copped a peek. Read the rest of this article here.
HAHA… BANG TO RIGHTS!
THIS IS FUNNY
It’s actually sad the extent to which I can relate to this song… The shittiness of my car, moreover, only seems to make my car a more attractive target to those joyless, pedantic drones that enforce the laws I’m, technically, supposed to obey. Read the rest of this entry »
“TO BE FAIR, LINDA WOULD BE MORE OF AN IRISH STEW…”
It’s closing time on Monday night and Aidan and I are sitting in front of at a pair of empty glasses. For the last five minutes, he has been engaged in a freewheeling mobile phone conversation.
“Ah, not a lot now” he’s saying. “Myself and Butler are finishin’ a pint in Grogans. Just scratching our balls to be honest. Probably head home after and see if herself is feeling frisky…”
Then person on the other end says something and Aidan makes a face.
“Sorry, who am I speaking to?” he inquires. Read the rest of this article here.
STOP ME IF YOU THINK THAT YOU’VE HEARD THIS ONE BEFORE…
“It’s like a cross between going back to university and joining a religious cult” reckons Steve Berry from Hertfordshire, as he surveys the scene. I’d have said a “rockabilly Star Trek convention” myself, but we won’t split hairs. Read the rest of this article here.
KEEP ON THE SUNNY SIDE (2003)
There’s a dark & a troubled side of life
But there’s a bright and a sunny side too
BAD BOY CHEF OR GLORIFIED DINNER LADY?
Beyond sustaining us, and (hopefully) not poisoning us, why does food matter?
I believe that the heart of every house is the kitchen. We all grow up at the kitchen table, with our family and with our friends. And I think that’s where the importance of food is born. Read the rest of this article.
“WILL YOU HAVE A DRINK THERE, KANYE?”
Our friend Sean is a recently qualified doctor. He’s a quiet, unassuming chap but, this afternoon, he’s copping an unusual amount of flack. The lads aren’t too impressed with the expensive watch he’s wearing.
“Flash bastard,” is Dec’s verdict.
“Ballyhaunis’s King of Bling,” reckons Brendan. Read the rest of this entry »
THIS IS FUNNY
What do you call a man with no arms and no legs in a pile of leaves? Read the rest of this entry »