December, 2011

The New Year’s Honours List and getting lucky

I wonder how many football referees are made knights?  I ask because one thing most football referees are good at is running backwards – occasionally there’s a collision but most manage it perfectly most of the time. Which means being made a knight would be tailor-made for them, since apparently when you get a knighthood, you’re […]

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The New Year’s Honours List and getting lucky

I wonder how many football referees are made knights?  I ask because one thing most football referees are good at is running backwards – occasionally there’s a collision but most manage it perfectly most of the time. Which means being made a knight would be tailor-made for them, since apparently when you get a knighthood, you’re […]

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1981 papers and Thatcher’s wobble

So what are you – British? Irish?  From time to time those commenting on my blogs tell  me it’s truly stupid to talk about Britain running Irish affairs, that they (unionists) are British, do I think one million people are going to be evicted? This is an old argument and one used by the SDLP […]

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1981 papers and Thatcher’s wobble

So what are you – British? Irish?  From time to time those commenting on my blogs tell  me it’s truly stupid to talk about Britain running Irish affairs, that they (unionists) are British, do I think one million people are going to be evicted? This is an old argument and one used by the SDLP […]

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Getting physical with the little people

So –  Frances Fitzgerald, the Minister for Children in the south, is considering an outright ban on the smacking of children by their parents. Me, I’ve done more punching than smacking. I’ve punched priests, lawyers, teachers and even a nun or two. And been punched back. At the time of punching, I should add, we […]

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Getting physical with the little people

So –  Frances Fitzgerald, the Minister for Children in the south, is considering an outright ban on the smacking of children by their parents. Me, I’ve done more punching than smacking. I’ve punched priests, lawyers, teachers and even a nun or two. And been punched back. At the time of punching, I should add, we […]

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For God’s sake put on your clothes, Ma’am

I don’t usually think of women in their eighties wearing no clothes, but RTÉ’s Tommie Gorman had a programme on last night which forced me to. It started off with Luka Bloom, brother of Christy Moore, singing a song called ‘The Seed Is Sown’.  It wasn’t about seeds at all, it was really about the […]

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For God’s sake put on your clothes, Ma’am

I don’t usually think of women in their eighties wearing no clothes, but RTÉ’s Tommie Gorman had a programme on last night which forced me to. It started off with Luka Bloom, brother of Christy Moore, singing a song called ‘The Seed Is Sown’.  It wasn’t about seeds at all, it was really about the […]

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Fings ain’t wot they used to be…

I watched Downton Abbey  for the first time over Christmas and immediately had a sense of déjà vu . It was just like Upstairs Downstairs forty years ago, except the colour was better and the story-lines more dramatic: faithful servant set to be hanged, sweet young lady has a fling with a Turkish chap.  Watching […]

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Fings ain’t wot they used to be…

I watched Downton Abbey  for the first time over Christmas and immediately had a sense of déjà vu . It was just like Upstairs Downstairs forty years ago, except the colour was better and the story-lines more dramatic: faithful servant set to be hanged, sweet young lady has a fling with a Turkish chap.  Watching […]

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