The rain is battering down outside. The wind is howling and gooshing down the chimney. Old creaky bones and planks of wood are snarling and snippin’. There is a nasty bitter edge to the cold that sets in with the dark. It gets dark before it gets bright. It is the Irish winter. Hibernating time.
I remember Sinead O ‘Connor ripping up that picture of the pope on The Late Late Show many moons ago. What a woman. What a shocker. What an incredible symbol of a new emergence of that very ancient Irish female power. She did it for me.
It has been brought to my attention that we have been on the road for over 1,000 days. ONE THOUSAND DAYS! What a weird looking number that is. We left Australia in April 2012 and are still moving. In ten days we leave Ireland and head towards Thailand where we will base ourselves for a …
What a relief. I thought we would have to wait until after Christmas to hear their worldly opinion. In case you missed it, the Bishops of Ireland have made a timely comment on the topic of same sex marriage. For those of you out of the loop, the people of Ireland are holding a referendum on the matter in 2015.
This is a blog for all you men over the age of thirty and even some of you a little under. And this is a blog for all you women out there, of all ages. It is a blog about being a creep. Are you one and if so, can you do anything about it? And how do you know if you’re a creep or not?
We made a video last weekend to show the people who took to the streets to protest against the privatisation of Irish Water. It was an incredible day and I would guess easily over 100,000 people were there. This is the kind of shit you get up to when you stop drinking for a while. You stop worrying about the gargle and worrying about other things. Personally I love it. And I love to see the people of Ireland finally galvanising themselves and standing up to the corporate bankers who are calling the shots.