Archives for May 2006
Take my Hand and Let us Flee – Signs, Pt. 1
Is it just me or is anyone else sick of the sight of those Da Vinci Code publicity shots where a grim-faced Tom Hanks sprints away from danger leading a bewildered/terrified (and occasionally grim-faced herself) Audrey Tautou by the hand?… continue reading »
Dis-Courtesy Call
Just had the bould Minister for Defence Wilbert O’Dea and his crazy gang call at the door. The ‘conversation’ went as follows: Lackey: Hurr…hurr…em…you’re a student are you? Hurrr…hurr… [holds out Willie's card] Myself: Yes, but… Lackey: (interrupting) Hurr…hurrr…you won’t… continue reading »
All Around is Fresh and Fair
They went, they saw, they conquered (thank Christ), they came home, they paraded through the streets of Limerick (in the pissing, pissing rain), they came on stage, we cheered, songs were sung, cannons of confetti were fired, people got thoroughly… continue reading »
The Curse of St. Munchin
Not since the appearance of a stain resembling Jesus Christ on the wall of a pub in Wolfe Tone St. (some time ago) has the Limerick Leader delved into the world of supernatural simulacra. With Munster Mania now gripping an… continue reading »
Wind Whistling Through Empty Halls…
Apologies for the absence of posts this week…but I’ve actually been busy (a rare state of affairs for me). The fits and starts arrival of summer is proving distracting as well, with this evening seeing me haul the old bones… continue reading »
Kind I Like
In a recent post by Jett Loe, over at the delightful Letter to America, Jett suggested that, due to his frequent bouts of wandering through Belfast’s urban landscape, he could safely describe himself as a flâneur – a detached, but… continue reading »
Triple-X Crucible Hardcore
I suggested that the final of this year’s World Snooker Championship would be “remembered fondly only by…’hardcore’ lovers of snooker pain and suffering” but also that it could end up being a “classic of its kind”. As Graeme Dott finally… continue reading »
