Category: Honk

A complaint

This is not news. It isn’t even fake news. If it was a parrot John Cleese would be here trying to get a refund. Actually, he’d never have bought it in...

Just deserts

Do you ever watch people crossing the road and think to yourself, they deserve to be knocked down? Not killed, just bumped a little, a warning to wise up, you know....

Dude, seriously?

Irish fans make me laugh. They have no right to expect anything – they don’t support their own league, expect English clubs to take their youth and train them into footballers and (like Humphries) only think about football when the GAA isn’t on.

Minnows V muppets

Or so one of the papers put it. All I can say is OMFG! 2-1. Two-one!? First of all, we only managed to score two goals! and second of all we...

Just call me Oscar

I officially hate everyone! Okay, so I’m not at the “lip curling, teeth bared” stage quite yet, but the stabbing people in their soft underbellies with pens[1] sounds about right. It...

Friday Five Mish Mosh

Yes, I am making this a habit. And yes, this habit did start in the new year. But it is in no way a resolution type thing of any shape, variety,...

Burlesque attitude Night-time thrill

As I wandered, not as lonely as a cloud, home on Tues[1] I noticed that the river was a funny colour. A dull red-brown shade. Do you know the way, after...