Painting the town red (,white, and blue)

As everyone knows, Norn Iron is a bit mad. At this moment, for example, there is a group of about 30 fully grown men walking past The Parents’ house, wearing decidedly weird, braided uniforms, banging on drums and playing flutes, behind a group of men in suits and bowler hats, who have orange sashes draped [...]

Must be able to cackle. Must not be allergic to cats.

Some might sympathise with my position. Others might envy it. On the one hand, I am broke and unemployed and stuck in the house all the time when I want to be back out enjoying a travelling lifestyle. On the other hand, I have absolutely no ties and no responsibilities, and so am free to [...]

Going Green

People have been asking where I’ve gone. Nowhere! I’m right here. In Ballymena, in the house where I grew up. So technically, I suppose I’ve gone backwards. I will also have great difficulty in going anywhere for a while, since I can barely walk. This is due to the fact that I decided to put [...]

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