Well, it's already mid July - I know that because today is my birthday - and the streets are ....... sort of quiet!
Curries as I mentioned before is closed for two or three months according to the owners; The Blue Moon has changed hands but presumably in the midst of planning it tends to close around 10 pm nightly as does the FCUK Inn.
There are a few places on the street for sale I believe, as in they are actively being advertised in the press. Most places have a 'rooms available' or something similar out front. For the sake of comparison, at Metro Apartments, subject to additional bookings, we are about 20% lower in August than in 2008. We are still doing fine but it will be the worst August in four!
Tomorrow night Anna, the night - time cashier in Metro Apartments will celebrate her birthday. I will be recovering from mine as will a friend Dave whose birthday it is also today! As if by magic, a long-term friend of mine and others, 'El Capitano' arrived in town yesterday. He was mumbling something about weeks of holiday before having to 'work' one week before having another holiday! Well, well,... in my day .....
Around town several places seem to have cut their losses and pulled the shutters. There also seems to be a lot of advertising activity on the local TV channels offering would-be businessmen the opportunity to have the next successful entertainment venue in / near Walking Street! Now there!
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Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Horse Nappies again! The 'Official' Story!
Just in case you were as confused as I was about the Killarney Nappy Affair, here is the latest on the story from Yahoo! I must say I sort of sympathize with the National Parks people!
http://uk.news.yahoo.com/18/20090714/tod-irish-national-park-bans-horses-with-7f81b96.html
http://uk.news.yahoo.com/18/20090714/tod-irish-national-park-bans-horses-with-7f81b96.html
Thursday, July 9, 2009
What's on TV?
Occasionally, we get asked what sports we cover on TV. Well, below is a list of the next few days just to give you an idea:
Thursday: Cricket - The Ashes; Golf - The Scottish Open; Cycling - Tour De France.
Friday: As Thursday plus AFL and NRL from Australia delayed on Australia Network.
Saturday: As Friday plus F1 Qualifying and some GAA (depending on Broadband speeds).
Sunday: As Saturday with F1 Race and possibly more GAA.
We try to cover as much as possible to satisfy the wishes of as many people as possible. On other occasions we have SBK, GP2, MotoGP, Tennis and sometimes Athletics and Boxing. Generally we do not cover Horse racing.
Now you know!
Thursday: Cricket - The Ashes; Golf - The Scottish Open; Cycling - Tour De France.
Friday: As Thursday plus AFL and NRL from Australia delayed on Australia Network.
Saturday: As Friday plus F1 Qualifying and some GAA (depending on Broadband speeds).
Sunday: As Saturday with F1 Race and possibly more GAA.
We try to cover as much as possible to satisfy the wishes of as many people as possible. On other occasions we have SBK, GP2, MotoGP, Tennis and sometimes Athletics and Boxing. Generally we do not cover Horse racing.
Now you know!
Not just in Thailand...
A few days ago I was chatting to some friends from Ireland. Well, while we may think that there are daft things going on here, they were telling me a story which clearly means we, here, do not have a monopoly on daft laws.
Apparently in Killarney, Co. Kerry, where for at least four generations they have had jaunting cars - it would seem their days are coming to an end ...... unless ..... they put nappies (diapers) on the horses! Yep, it would seem that in Killarney the latest flock of law-makers on the local council or whatever it is they have there, definitely have had enough of horse poop on the streets of the town. A horse wearing a nappy .... it could only happen in Ireland.
There is a way out though - if the driver takes a bag and spade with him to scoop up the poop - yes, a poop scoop, then that's OK. I haven't seen a photo yet of the said equine diaper nor do I know who makes them but there must be an export market somewhere for this Irish, technological advancement. Whatever next?
Apparently in Killarney, Co. Kerry, where for at least four generations they have had jaunting cars - it would seem their days are coming to an end ...... unless ..... they put nappies (diapers) on the horses! Yep, it would seem that in Killarney the latest flock of law-makers on the local council or whatever it is they have there, definitely have had enough of horse poop on the streets of the town. A horse wearing a nappy .... it could only happen in Ireland.
There is a way out though - if the driver takes a bag and spade with him to scoop up the poop - yes, a poop scoop, then that's OK. I haven't seen a photo yet of the said equine diaper nor do I know who makes them but there must be an export market somewhere for this Irish, technological advancement. Whatever next?
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Lighten Up 89! - Irish Definitions
Definition of an Irish husband:
He hasn't kissed his wife for twenty years, but he will kill any man who does.
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Murphy told Quinn that his wife was driving him to drink. Quinn thinks he's very lucky because his own wife makes him walk.
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The late Bishop Sheen stated that the reason the Irish fight so often among themselves is that they're always assured of having a worthy opponent.
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An American lawyer asked, "Paddy, why is it that whenever you ask an Irishman a question, he answers with another question?
"Who told you that?" asked Paddy.
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Reilly went to trial for armed robbery. The jury foreman came out and announced, "Not guilty." "That's grand!" shouted Reilly. "Does that mean I can
keep the money?"
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Irish lass customer: "Could I be trying on that dress in the window?"
Shopkeeper: "I'd prefer that you use the dressing room."
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Mrs. Feeney shouted from the kitchen, "Is that you I hear spittin' in the vase on the mantle piece?"
"No," said himself, "but I'm gettin' closer all the time."
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Q. What do you call an Irishman who knows how to control a wife?
A. A bachelor.
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Finnegan: My wife has a terrible habit of staying up 'til two o'clock in the morning. I can't break her of it. Keenan: What on earth is she doin' at that time?
Finnegan: Waitin' for me to come home.
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Slaney phoned the maternity ward at the hospital.
"Quick!" He said. "Send an ambulance, my wife is goin' to have a baby!"
"Tell me, is this her first baby?" the intern asked.
"No, this is her husband, Kevin, speakin'."
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"O'Ryan," asked the druggist, "did that mudpack I gave you improve your wife's appearance?" "It did surely," replied O'Ryan, "but it keeps fallin' off!"
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Did you hear about the Irish newlyweds who sat up all night on their honeymoon waiting for their sexual relations to arrive?
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My mother wanted me to be a priest. Can you imagine giving up your sex life and then once a week people come in to tell you the details and highlights of theirs?
He hasn't kissed his wife for twenty years, but he will kill any man who does.
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Murphy told Quinn that his wife was driving him to drink. Quinn thinks he's very lucky because his own wife makes him walk.
------------------------------------------------------------
The late Bishop Sheen stated that the reason the Irish fight so often among themselves is that they're always assured of having a worthy opponent.
------------------------------------------------------------
An American lawyer asked, "Paddy, why is it that whenever you ask an Irishman a question, he answers with another question?
"Who told you that?" asked Paddy.
------------------------------------------------------------
Reilly went to trial for armed robbery. The jury foreman came out and announced, "Not guilty." "That's grand!" shouted Reilly. "Does that mean I can
keep the money?"
-------------------------------------------------------------
Irish lass customer: "Could I be trying on that dress in the window?"
Shopkeeper: "I'd prefer that you use the dressing room."
-------------------------------------------------------------
Mrs. Feeney shouted from the kitchen, "Is that you I hear spittin' in the vase on the mantle piece?"
"No," said himself, "but I'm gettin' closer all the time."
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Q. What do you call an Irishman who knows how to control a wife?
A. A bachelor.
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Finnegan: My wife has a terrible habit of staying up 'til two o'clock in the morning. I can't break her of it. Keenan: What on earth is she doin' at that time?
Finnegan: Waitin' for me to come home.
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Slaney phoned the maternity ward at the hospital.
"Quick!" He said. "Send an ambulance, my wife is goin' to have a baby!"
"Tell me, is this her first baby?" the intern asked.
"No, this is her husband, Kevin, speakin'."
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"O'Ryan," asked the druggist, "did that mudpack I gave you improve your wife's appearance?" "It did surely," replied O'Ryan, "but it keeps fallin' off!"
------------ -------------------------------------------------
Did you hear about the Irish newlyweds who sat up all night on their honeymoon waiting for their sexual relations to arrive?
------------------------------------------------------------
My mother wanted me to be a priest. Can you imagine giving up your sex life and then once a week people come in to tell you the details and highlights of theirs?
Lighten Up 88! - Wedding Night
THE WEDDING NIGHT
Paul and Mary get married but couldn't afford a honeymoon - so they go back to Paul's Mom and Dad's house for their first night together.
In the morning Johnny - Paul's little brother - gets up and has his breakfast.
As he is going out of the door to go to school - he asks his mom if Paul and Mary are up yet.
She replies - No.
Johnny asks - Do you know what I think ?
His mom replies - I don't want to hear what you think ! Just go to school.
Johnny comes home for lunch and asks his mom - Are Paul and Mary up yet ?
She replies - No.
Johnny says - Do you know what I think ?
His mom replies - Never mind what you think ! Eat your lunch and go back to school.
After school - Johnny comes home and asks again - Are Paul and Mary up yet ?
His mom says - No.
He asks - Do you know what I think ?
His mom replies - OK - now tell me what you think
He says - Last night Paul came to my room for the
Vaseline and I think..
I gave him my airplane glue.
Paul and Mary get married but couldn't afford a honeymoon - so they go back to Paul's Mom and Dad's house for their first night together.
In the morning Johnny - Paul's little brother - gets up and has his breakfast.
As he is going out of the door to go to school - he asks his mom if Paul and Mary are up yet.
She replies - No.
Johnny asks - Do you know what I think ?
His mom replies - I don't want to hear what you think ! Just go to school.
Johnny comes home for lunch and asks his mom - Are Paul and Mary up yet ?
She replies - No.
Johnny says - Do you know what I think ?
His mom replies - Never mind what you think ! Eat your lunch and go back to school.
After school - Johnny comes home and asks again - Are Paul and Mary up yet ?
His mom says - No.
He asks - Do you know what I think ?
His mom replies - OK - now tell me what you think
He says - Last night Paul came to my room for the
Vaseline and I think..
I gave him my airplane glue.
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