Having returning to school several weeks ago, I finally sat my first written exams in eighteen years this week. Two whole hours of writing out, by hand, all the juicy goodness I've been absorbing. Two whole, seemingly endless hours to have to stretch out all
Yesterday, venturing deep into the back of the haunted cave, also known as the garage, past the cobwebs, under a blanket of dust thick enough to kill an asthmatic, I found the BBQ. He wasn't in the best shape he's even been in, having been
Everyone has their work life and social commitments, their parental responsibilities and medical checkups and residents' association meetings. But no matter how old a person becomes there remains eternal the inner sanctum of their individual self. Deep down, where no one else can reach, beyond
Sauces, jams, jellies, mashes, seeds, ketchup, salsa, gift packs, party packs, plants, grow kits, vinegar kits, chilli powders, dried chillies and, of course, fresh, gorgeous, delectable, sizzling chillies the like of which God himself can be proud of. Yes. You guessed right, Lords and Ladies.
Having spent many months fermenting hot peppers for sauces, last week I tried an experiment which I happily report was a success. Fermenting is similar to pickling, and it's super cheap and super simple. Just not quick. In fact, it can take as long as
This week I brought my daughter to her first concert. Don't worry, it was a rock band, not some plastic nonsense (we were, of course, delighted that she turned out that way). Not that we would have loved her any less for wanting to go
It has come to light that there is a wizard living and working in Athy. You might think that I'm joking when I say 'wizard', but I'm not. At all. This individual performs magic every day, conjuring mythical objects from the most humble of ingredients.
In however many years it's been since I was in Dublin City Centre on a regular basis she has changed so much. I see strange people all over the place. With their perfectly manicured beards and ankles on show. So many ankles on show! What
There's always that one bastard in the neighbourhood who just has to mow his lawn first, in earshot of everyone else's wives, no less. Now the rest of us poor saps are locked into an unwritten contract where we have to dust off the lawnmowers
For the last year, up and down the planet Earth, parade floats, costumes and the obligatory kegs of beer, wine, ale, port, whiskey, more beer and the Black Milk of the Gods have been prepared with love and anticipation. The streets of every city have
