The Love Of My Life TLOML sat opposite me trying to take it all in. "So, you think your daughter ordered a paternity test? Sounds like the thing her Mother would do ( Read more... )

"Do only bum boys drive Nissan Micras? Red ones?" he shouted at his future son in law. The young man squirmed. "Is bum boy homophobic?" Outside, the streets of Belfast were ablaze. The young man regretted choosing it as a putative honeymoon destination. "How did we find your address? We found Eichmann" (Actually it was in the public domain. He had ( Read more... )

It all kicked off with her going on about a "Mark of Cain" tattoo. "What sort of latchico would get one?" I said. She did not like this one little bit.
It ended with me shouting that Jensen Ackles was a "Spunk bubble" and "Ras Clart".

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Congratulations to those of you who are recently engaged also. Not so much a case of "We found Eichmann" as "We found Mountbatten".
Or - I am like Glen Whitehouse.

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Gung hai fat choi, Chinese New Year soon, happy birthday to anyone born in the Year of the dragon.

We would need one hell of a camera to find out. Perhaps there are exoplanets around white dwarf binary stars. 

She arrived with a few Anglican clergy and her boyfriend (who sat in the corner). Neither of us really said anything, she glared at me then I made a remark about how well her (half) sister was doing at university. I was dressed as a Unitarian reverend. We glared at each other. I kept looking at my watch trying to decide when to go. Odd that my ( Read more... )

I know that you are reading this. I know that when the office is even more boring than usual you tune in. I'll be in England soon, if you want to meet up for a drink, bring the future son in law if you wish.

The premise is that a dozen folks are dropped off singly in the Dehcho region of the Canadian wilderness. It turned out to be a bit crap, really, some Mancunian gave himself a slight cut and was air medically evacuated out ( Read more... )

Mr Blighe must be causing some trouble for the goons in Harcourt Street. Yet another article from "The Lie Factory" (The Irish Times) by hack Barry Roche. Take refuge in the words of Gandhi, Derek, "First the ignore you, then they mock you, then they fight you, then you win ( Read more... )