In the spirit of using free papers or junk mail to prevent awkward or indelible stains forming on your desk or table, Meath now has a publication tailor-made for that very purpose. It’s a joy to discover The Meath Coaster, a venerable monthly journal so popular (distributed to over 6,200 homes), it always seems to be running out. As they say themselves: “The area is growing so rapidly there never seems to be enough copies!” It’s full of local interest stories, anxious local politicians and there’s even a local problem page, ‘Ask Bernice’. However, it’s as a coaster that it really comes into its own.
Archive for May, 2009
Now, far be it from me or anyone else to even smirk at this morning’s story of Aidan Clifford, previously known as Ireland’s ‘Most Romantic Man’, who is currently in court after admitting he committed “lewd acts” in front of young women. Obviously, incidents of pulling up in a car alongside young women and masturbating in their view is behaviour utterly without comedy, even for a born romantic. In fact, I really couldn’t give a toss. It’s simply the Freudian fashion in which court statements and reporting of such incidents manifest themselves which tends to split my sides.
Fianna Fail’s Dublin South by-election candidate Shay Brennan sits sandwiched between the temptations of the present and the grim reality of a scone-filled future. Continue reading
Oh wait, it’s just his shirt. Nice, though. I especially like how it blends in with his wallpaper / carpet.
The Elephant Princess. Seriously, just how unrealistic can a children’s television programme get? I’ve no problem with the basic premise: that this young, suburban Australian lass, Alexandra Wilson, who’s in a band and dreams of rock stardom, suddenly discovers that she’s Princess of this mystical kingdom called Manjipoor when she’s visited by this lad called Kuru and his magical elephant called Anala, both of whom then have to help her to master these new magical powers she’s acquired, as well as time-manage her with all her band goings on and the sheer unadulterated hell of being an Australian teenager. No problem with all that at all.