On Tuesday night, after an evening spent gulping back bellinis and spritzes, Jess and I managed to find our way back to our hotel in Venice without getting lost. Not much of …

Recent talk of crap toys and wrestling has motivated me to have one of my sporadic (YouTube-assisted) dips into the world of professional wrestling (something I retain a guilty affection for). Via …

Today's entry in the toy-making hall of shame was, like last week's example, purchased in the marvellous crap toy repository that is Limerick's "Euro 2 Shop" (formerly "Mary's of Limerick"). Just as "Super Rorot Rorot" was a …

In the last post (announcing the start of my World Cup blogging adventure) I had the following to say:

I will, of course, also be maintaining the main blog despite this new endeavour - bouncing back and forth from …

Starting tomorrow (hopefully) there’ll be a new adjunct to fustar.info as I’ve (rather foolishly) decided to blog the World Cup every day for the duration of the event. Working out a few kinks with the design etc. at the …

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 …

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 …

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 …