For a couple of months now I have been hearing pub-talk about signs appearing on building sites in Poland saying “No Irish”. A kickback to the “No Irish need apply” signs that appeared in the UK after the war and the “No Irish, No Blacks, No Dogs” signs on boarding houses in the 1960s. Like [...]
While no official figures are yet available, the anecdotal evidence is that Paddy is on the move again. Not emigrating in the numbers we were in the 80s, but nonetheless a small wave of emigration is ebbing from our shores. The wave will likely remain small because, unlike in the 80s, there are few places [...]
In the shop No. Not really. I just cancelled my direct debit to World Vision Ireland – A smoker when it was suggested the budget’s 50c hike in the price of cigarettes must be hurting him in the pocket. In the bookies We’ll never flippin’ match that – Ladbrokes staff to a punter (a bank [...]
In the late 80s and early 90s, Pat (he of farting through pure silk fame), like many thousands of young Irish men and women, left Ireland to find work in Britain. Things were tough but what kept them going was the certainty of a wage at the end of the week. And the TV was [...]
On Saturday evening I enjoyed a drink and a chat with two old friends I’d never met before. The Internet’s like that. Just after they left I was joined by another old friend. One I had met before. But not for years. Not even on the Internet. He’s not like that. Which is a pity [...]
Listen, Sneezy, I was wondering … I hate it when it starts like that. That usually means I’m about to asked to do something soul destroying like go to Boots and pick her up a jar of Wrinkle-Eze™. And I can’t find it on the shelf. And I have to get help. And they snigger [...]
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