mongrel

“Mary Harney is a total Geebag!”

It’s two o’clock on a blustery afternoon in early March and I’ve just been shootin’ the shit with An Taoiseach Bertie Ahern. We’re in his constituency office, St. Lukes, on the Lower Drumcondra Road. In a few moments, the Mercedes outside will whisk him off to a meeting of the British-Irish Inter Parliamentary Body, where he’ll deliver an address on prospects for power-sharing in the North. For my part, I’ll be taking the 16A back to town, where I’ll have to decide whether birthdays or Coco Pops top this month’s What’s Hot list. Before we go our separate ways though, I offer him two copies of Mongrel for his commute. Read the rest of this entry »

90 SECOND NATTER WITH… THE GRIM REAPER

Fave food…
Spagetti bolognaise n garlic bread….umm delish!!

Fave TV programme…
Ne ting with gaelic hurlin r soccer!!!

Fave board game…
OMG…Y does every1 tink dat i play chess???? i don’t even know da rules lol!!!

Likes…
Chillin, cruizin wit da boyz, goin buck ape round da place n checkin out da talent Read the rest of this entry »

SOUTH WILLIAM

It’s Saturday night in South William and my almost-long-lost school friend Gerry the Bonnet is offering crash course reminder of why we drifted apart in the first place.

Suffering mother, how had I forgotten? He’s the most boring man in Ireland. Christ, you could drive a bus through some of the gaps in those sentences.

“I told the girlfriend… Tracy…. Tracy is the girlfriend,” he drones.

I know. Read the rest of this entry »