The excesses of the weekend have finally caught up with me. A train ride to Dublin to see the Wrinklies perform, followed by late-night carousing (chez Paddy), followed by another [...]

For years, we have celebrated Good Friday by heading up to Lough Derg and going across the lake on boats, from Garrykennedy to Mountshannon. In keeping with tradition, we bring [...]

OK. This is better. I'm finally beginning to recover from the annual Invasion of the Welsh Fuckers. I went for a walk today with Jimbo and the dogs (his and [...]

It seems that the tough new police action against drinking and driving has pretty much killed the rural pub, which was the last place left for people to congregate, now [...]

Fuck it, I can't take this any more. Between piss-ups at the neighbours and piss-ups in my house, piss-ups at the pub-of-choice and random drunkenness related to Christmas, I really [...]

I phoned Wrinkly Paddy, and I said, Pat, I'm thinking of quitting the liquor. After a long, long pause he said, Why? Well, I said, I think I've been going [...]

I went into Tesco a little while back, to buy some shit or other. I don't know what it was. Some useless fucking crap that I didn't need, no doubt, [...]

Jesus, I had a great breakfast this morning, and I combined it with a little shoplifting, which made it even fukken greater. I refuse to shop in your average Pikey [...]

Christ, I'm bollixed. I decided that the only way to get some sort of shape on that goddam kitchen was to invite a gang of scroungers over for grub and [...]

I hate the word "workaholic". I think it represents all that is stupid and illiterate in modern society. "Alcoholic" I can understand, but where did "workaholic" come from – "workahol"? [...]