Everything has a password or a PIN* these days. I have PINs for bank cards, my house alarm (and three neighbours’ alarms), one to reset the car radio, a PIN and a PUK for my phone. I’ve go a PPN (which used to be a PRSI number), a student ID number and one for online [...]
MacKozer has been doing a fair amount of bitching about Irish banks lately. In his last post he surmises that AIB stands for Absolutely Incompetent Bank-staff. Well it’s my turn now. Step away from the keyboard, Mac. Let’s face it. The AIB runs the Financial Regulator. Just as eircom runs ComReg. AIB are the big [...]
Ted Walsh is many things. As he proved on RTÉ’s The Restaurant, he is a great cook. He is a great husband, father and neighbour, well liked and respected by one and all. He is an accomplished horse trainer, best know for his successes with Rince Rí, Papillion and Commanche Court, and as a jockey, [...]
Her Ladyship’s posts about recruitment cuntsultants brought back memories of loathing and frustration. It’s been two years since I’ve had anything to do with them, but reading her tirade and the follow-up by Kav, made it seem like just, I dunno, just two years ago. In a couple of months I will have to face [...]
Saturday mornings used be great. Let the dog out of his kennel. Throw him a few fresh kittens. A big bowl of Wheatibangs for myself. Brew up a pot of coffee. Then sit back from 6:30 to 9:00 and watch back-to-back documentaries on RTÉ1. Two and a half hours of pure heaven. That’s all changed. [...]
The HSE are running ads encouraging hospital visitors to wash their hands as part of a drive to reduce the spread of infection, mainly by MRSA. Now, forgive the pun, but there are a few things bugging me about this campaign: There is a line slipped in at the end of the radio ad reminding [...]
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