My mobile rang. I knew it was the vet - they always speak in italics.
Good morning, Mr. Sneeze. I’m calling about Anonycat.
I had the feeling this would be a long call so I switched into mobile-mode and began pacing the room alternating the phone between ears.
This might take some time. Are you in mobile-mode?
I told [...]
March 17, 2008 – 10:41 am
Thursday was bitter cold. Bitter as a 70-year-old virgin. The painter’s fingers quickly turned a Smurf blue as he put masking tape on the windows. I helped as best I could with coaching and encouragement - Another one down, Lar. You’re motoring now. I’m sure he appreciated my assistance though he never said. Must be [...]
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I came as such a shock. Day two of the Cheltenham Festival cancelled. High winds were causing havoc to the hospitality areas. Tents were lifting like Marilyn Monroe’s dress but the view of what was beneath was more like Britney Spears getting out of a limo - not something we ever wanted to see. The [...]
Today is exactly Tuesday. The time is precisely about 09:33. The weather is roughly rainy. It is about 6 days to the day when Americans celebrate something they know nothing about.
But most importantly, today is absolutely, precisely and exactly the first day of Cheltenham. At absolutely, precisely and exactly 2:00 this afternoon a roar will [...]
In the late ’80s I worked for a small family firm that ran two separate businesses. The foreman of one of these suspected someone was stealing diesel at the processing plant and reported this to the owners.
The Gardaí recommended the foreman discretely monitor the tank levels to find out how much was being taken and [...]
I don’t like Fridays. I hate Fridays. Fridays are when people remember what they needed done during the week but forgot to ask about. They clear their desks of that niggly chore that’s been on their to-do list since Monday and swamp mine. Friday gone was no different and I was running around like [...]
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