“He’s not happy.” “That’s an understatement.” “He rang you?” “Last night…” “Said he’d dig up the dirt.” “Who’d listen to him, only a go between. I wouldn’t worry.” “What’s happening at your end?” “It’s not pretty. ” “Bet there’s a few running for cover.” “No one’s making eye contact, if you know what I mean.” … Continue reading
“Hello?” “How’d they get them?” “What?” “You know f****in’ well what. Who handed them over?” “I have no idea.” “You little p***k. I made you. Do you hear me? I MADE you! You wouldn’t have a pot to piss in if it wasn’t for me. Who did it?” “How the hell would I know?” “Listen … Continue reading
“We need seven billion.” “Crap! that’s a lot of moolah. F***ing hell we only have €14 billion. You’re asking me to play silly buggers with regulations.” “We’re already in breach… 7 billion isn’t a lot if you say it fast. We’ll call it bridging.” “When will you pay it back?” “Never you clown. Look! This … Continue reading
https://widgetworld3.wordpress.com/2013/06/28/the-artists-eye/ Art “…like morality, (it) consists of drawing the line somewhere”, G. K. Chesterton. Reflections, refractions, repose – Student Lodging – the installation Student lodging can seem like the ultimate unmade bed, and evoke strong responses by virtue of its laissez faire approach to everyday life. But that is its attraction – the power inherent … Continue reading
I was on the Galway to Dublin train, departing Ceannt Station at 7.30 am. Stopping at Athenry, Ballinasloe, Athlone, Tullamore, Portarlington, Sallins and finally, Heuston Station in Dublin. I wasn’t happy. I had a nice week at home, met the girls, went out, slept late, did nothing. Got fed, fussed over and shown off. And to … Continue reading
https://widgetworld3.wordpress.com/podcasts/ Decades ago, I was a postgraduate archaeology student at a University in the Antipodes. In the mid nineties, a continent away, the Society for American Archaeology held a symposium and workshop in New Orleans on residue analysis. The powers that were and, more importantly, their funding bodies, wanted an update on the possibility of … Continue reading
Where do your morals come from — your family? Your faith? Your philosophical worldview? How do you deal with those who don’t share them, or derive them from a different source? The source – my Mother. The means – a question and a comment. The question -“How would you like it if someone did that to you?” … Continue reading
Gwendolyn – part 2 Mother always said troubles come in threes and they certainly did for Daddy that night. He had the hiccups, he had the wrath of Mother visited upon him and he still had to feed Gwendolyn. That pig was a law unto herself . Mother wouldn’t go within an asses roar of … Continue reading
https://widgetworld3.wordpress.com/podcasts/ If I was a dog, I’d like to be one of those big ones, like a Saint Bernard, or a Doberman or something. Those lads are their own bosses. They might pretend to do what they’re told, but when push comes to shove they decide what direction to walk or what tree to piss … Continue reading
