I was in Wexford for the first time last week. Therefore it’s the 14th county I’ve been to.
Look – here is me pointing at Hook Lighthouse:
Due to hilarity (may not have been hilarious) with the sat-nav, I ended up seeing more of Wexford than I had intended. Mainly narrow country roads in the middle of nowhere.
Some more photos:
A big game of faux Jenga
View from said lighthouse
Me on some rocks, by the sea
Leona on the rocks by the sea, not looking at the lighthouse
Friends by the sea and friends in the sea (different to the other sea – Kilmore Quay)..
For fans of completion here is me at the services in Castlebellingham (Co. Louth) – I look sad as I realised how long was left to Wexford…
I also drove through Wicklow – but didn’t stop – so it doesn’t count…
As part of my to do list – number 29 is to visit every county in Ireland. I’ve been to a fair few, even just to driving through (Cavan for example) but there have been few that I have stopped in (who the fuck wants to stop in Cavan?).
So far I have been to 13…
The Giants Causeway – meh!
I ended up in an Enniskillen Newspaper
Not having a good time at Oxegen
I know the first rule of the internet but you have to take my word for it until I get a picture:
Armagh – erm.. grew up there
Down– erm, went to school there
Dublin – I’ve a photo somewhere, but not to hand.
Galway – Went for a mate’s stag in 2008 – before camera phones were any good
Louth – boarder county – diesel et al
Monaghan – my old house mate was from there. Plus I went to a wedding there a few years ago.
Tyrone went to the Ulster American Folk park in P7
So sad it’s all over…
The World Cup is over. It’s very sad.. but lets see how sad my predictions turned out.
Predicted Group Winners
A – Brazil
B – Netherlands
C – Japan
D – Italy
E – France
F – Argentina
G – Germany
H – Belgium
Six out of Eight – that’s alright. Only Italy and Japan I got shockingly wrong.
Dead Last (lowest Goal Difference)
Oooh.. I don’t know. I can’t see any North Korea style shambles. Lets say Iran
Nope. It was Cameroon. Flip Sake, Iran even got a point.
When England will be knocked out…
Nope. Actually it was after their second game so I was half right
Suarez … again. Though hopefully Balotelli does something insane too.
Initially it was going to be Honduras for their fouling ways. But Luis went and won it for me. Plus Balotelli joined the party too.
Agurrero – only because I’ve £2 on him (12-1)
Nope. Not even one sodding goal!
Argentina – only because I’ve £6.50 on them (9-2)
Close. What could have been, eh?
So there it is – I knew sod all about football. So do most people though, at least I can admit it.
Anyway, see you in four years…
I thought I would go for some this Throw Back Thursday carry on. I can’t seem to find anything online about this fine former Botanic eatery but when I found a low resolution picture on an old SD card I had to make Temps live forever via a poorly written blog post.
Temps just after it closed…
Temps was weird. It was a tad dirty. It was dear. It had some horrible ripped sofa’s and graffiti on the walls. The food was also quite average but I still went. All the time!
I started going in 2005 (after the demise of Liberties – my former favourite post drink haunt) on the recommendation of McKay and I wasn’t that fussed at first. It was £6ish for a chicken burger meal (bear in mind this was ten years ago.. and you didn’t get many chips!). However, we got into the routine of every week going to Lavery’s to play pool then going to Temps on the way home.
We recommended Temps to everyone. Most people weren’t fussed or if they knew it already would tell us that it was actually rotten! I think we had one convert though.
It was rotten though, one night one of us had some blue mould on our burger bun. They pulled it off and continued eating. Though, unlike Esperantos, it never made me sick… or maybe it did. Though that may have been my excuse after drinking too much.
Most nights out ended with stopping at Temps on the way home. Temps after a night out was a sight to behold. Anarchy in chippy form. The place would be packed and noisy. Sometimes there’d be music. You’d make your order, you’d get a number and a few minutes later a wannabe DJ would shout your number over a microphone.
My favourite Temps story was when McKay went and the Polish clerk/cook/bouncer started to tell him about some skeet causing trouble and the bouncer kicked his head in – but then turned on the TV with the CCTV footage of the incident playing.
Sadly in 2008 the dream ended. I noticed the For Sale sign and took a photo (on a shitty old Samsung phone) for posterity. Boojum opened on that site soon after that. Mexican food? Fuck that! I didn’t go to Boojum because of what I thought was loyalty to Temps (How stupid). I had my first Boojum a few years after that. Fuck sake! Why didn’t I go sooner?! It’s far nicer than Temps!
|Mick Foley – Have a Nice Day
Published – 1999
This was a slobberknocker of a read. I finished it yesterday – but I started it about three months ago. Not that it was necessarily a difficult read, it’s just quite long and hard to find the time to fit it in. I had it in my drawer in work for about a year (signed and all) but never got started until recently.
Having seen the Foley stand up show and watched the documentary, the book is more of the same but in a lot of detail. All in all, I enjoyed it. I can’t review stuff – so why bother?
Review: Thumbs Up!