Look!!! Is Me!! Yes!! Just next to Mehmet Ali Agca!
Here is my story, a bit. I am humble not very well known diminutive Spanish man born in Madrid, 1953. My father was notorious brave airman …

One is an unpleasant demagogue contemptuous of the masses and who always wear black. The other is the former leader of the British Union of Fascists!!

I am reading all about the disarray in the …

Dear Problem Pages,
I’m hoping you can help me with an embarrassing problem I’m having, financially and professionally. I think I’m being bullied and I don’t know where to turn.
I hired this company of gobshites to …

I wrote before about rugby before, about how I didn’t get it, how it made very little sense to me, how surprised I was that the whole country turned into experts on cauliflower ears and …

I sent some of my fucktion to great friend wise accomplice artistic soul Kevin today, and was most pleased when he mentioned that I write well from a man’s point of view.
“I was born a …

When schoolgirl’s dread was in my blood
I read of ancient demons
“Haughey’s kind has gone for good
No need for me to flee, then.”
But then when I grew up, my fears
Were sadly not in vain,
Our first world …

He twinkled at me from across the room. He was young. He looked trustworthy. He was ginger, for God’s sake. I found myself pouring my heart out to him.
“Sometimes,” I told him, sprawled out on …

It’s been said more than once that where the “hard men” of working class Ireland (and Britain too, because we’re nothing if not culturally indebted to its whimsies) were once wiry like a coat hanger …