It would be pointless for us to try and write a full guide to Dublin; the bookshelves are groaning with guides to this remarkable city, and any attempt to write a pub guide would be almost derisory. So what we have here is the merest flavour of the city distilled from the bits we probably… Continue reading Dublin
Tag: Guinness
The stinky has hit the fan
Howya Me typing might not be all that great today on account of how I’m writing this from under me bed. I figure it’s the only place to be in case there’s a Paddy Wagon at me front door and a bunch of plods offering me a lift to the cop shop to help with… Continue reading The stinky has hit the fan
St Paddy’s Day. Please!!!
Happy St Paddy’s to youse all but jayus lads, how bad was that yesterday? The drink link has taken a bigger battering than Lisa Jones gives her gee gees. If Mrs O’Farrell knew how much cash I lost to those thieves on the rails then she’d have me large lad in her handbag and be… Continue reading St Paddy’s Day. Please!!!
Paradise found
Howya Jaysus it’s bleedin deadly here at Cheltenham, so it is. There’s always something special in the air down here — probably the farts of ten thousand paddies after a night on the black stuff but who’s caring. Sure and I had the chance to be riding for Jamie Osbourne at Southwell today but what’s… Continue reading Paradise found