A Year of Festivals in Ireland

I arrived at Festival of the Fires well prepared, with a case of my favourite brew in tow. I was tucking into the first of the day, nice and early, when a security gaurd stopped me. “Sorry there, you can’t bring glass bottles into the gig”. Shit! “Hide them in your bag there like a … Continue reading »

To say that was a busy week is an understatement akin to saying that I only glanced at Jennifer Lopez’s chest in that dress she was wearing at the Oscars… t’was a scene that would rival The Gap of Dunloe at sunrise on a Summer’s day lads. I’m surprised somebody didn’t park a bicycle in … Continue reading »

I’m a new man! I’ve let the Mo go, lost the lady-tickler and shaved the soup strainer. Students at work have been telling me I should have left it alone… not sure if they enjoyed the piss taking ammo of it all, tricky bunch those young-folk ;-P I was supposed to go to an ofeeeshall … Continue reading »

As I’m buzzing around the country trying to get to at least three festivals in Ireland every week for a year, I’m being educated. I’m learnin’ stuff that I should probably know already, like never drink rum all night with sailors on an island that there’s no escape from, that one of the best sounds … Continue reading »

That was the most epic and outrageous weekend so far. I think that I’ve begun a post at least twice now by saying that, but really it was! 6 festivals attended this week, eggs busted on my bulb, pumpkins carved, eaten & viewed, craft beer drank, Penguins playing tunes, a Conker Championship title in the … Continue reading »

Smiling in the rain at the OFFline Film Festival Offaly on a rainy Friday, smack bang in the middle of October. I don’t think I will offend any Birriers by saying that this is not my dream destination. In fairness, if you were being water boarded by a steroid addled marine in Guantanamo, you’d have … Continue reading »