An Irishman’s Diary – Day 3

The weather in Ireland can be as changeable as a three-year-old’s favourite colour. We can get four seasons in a day and it plays havoc with the wardrobe. Summer is an especially crazy time. Chilly in the morning, then warm to the point of t-shirts and shorts. It might rain then with torrential determination before […]

An Irishman’s Diary – Day 1

The fur-faced dog was there again today, staring at me, it’s slobbering tongue hanging out the side of its mouth. It just stands there, challenging me. Eyeballing me. It looks dangerous. I’ve heard Yorkies can be brutal if they get a hold of your balls, but if I drop-kicked this one the neighbours would be […]