Old Sneezes

Archive for May, 2008

Sharia’a finance

Saturday, May 31st, 2008

The folks at the Islamic Cultural Centre of Ireland ran a seminar on Sharia’a Law on finance for the folks from the Irish banking institutions. I can’t help thinking it was organised at the request of bankers. Face it – if there’s a buck to be made the banks will want to learn about it. [...]

My new neighbour

Friday, May 30th, 2008

This is Seán. Seán Tarbh. (Click to biggify). I’ve known him a few years now, but it is only recently that he moved in beside me. We’re great pals. Sort of. Well I’m nice to him so doesn’t get nasty with me. That sort of way. The last time he got nasty a wall was [...]

Earwigged Gems #4

Tuesday, May 27th, 2008

In the pub What? No way! €1.20 for a packet of fcukin’ peanuts. Ah here, there’s a €1. Try repossess them if ya like. – The cost conscious drinker. In the same pub Jayzez, but that’s one tight feker. Bet he has rubber pockets in his jeans for robbin’ soup. – On overhearing the above. [...]

My unCV

Friday, May 23rd, 2008

I’ve flown in a balloon. I’ve been out on a yacht. Out of reach on the reach. I’ve been off on a tangent. Footed turf, hedged bets, couched potatoes, walled gardens. I’ve been up in a parachute. Down in the dumps. On time. Off topic. I’ve driven trucks. In driven snow. Drove a bargain. Worked [...]

A referendum on Lisbon – why bother?

Wednesday, May 21st, 2008

There are a great many unsolved mysteries in this world, such as why cornflakes taste better with a soup spoon and why the phrase “soft underbelly of a Ford Transit” never made is past the editors of Homer’s second novel, The Little Lad. Such things trouble me deeply and keep me awake all day. Why [...]

Argos.ie is shite, Tesco.ie is grand – discuss

Monday, May 19th, 2008

You can get some really cool stuff from Argos. You can from Tesco too. In fact they have a whole section dedicated to cool stuff. Even one for frozen. I wanted one of these from Agros. (Click to biggilize the image) Why would I want one of those? you ask. Well I am the lad [...]

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