Return from the Wilderness

Having spent the last number of months in a sleepless zone filled with empty pringle cans (useful things but thats another story!) and empty bottles of 151, I'm back. I can practically hear your heart pounding faster from here.... but be warned more is on thy way!!! Stay tuned.

Speaking of tuned... I was tuned into that delightful Ian Dempsey for an extra 15 minutes this morning. Why is that? Well, cos some fuckwit in the Galway pig-shop thought it would be a good idea to send a few nice young novice officers out to the main Galway access road to check tax & insurance on people's cars. Whilst another weekend of carnage is reported on the 8am news, I took great ease from knowing Galway's force was on the case... checking tax & insurance on a fucking Monday. It must be working too cos I've spent a whole 10 minutes trying to remember the last time I heard of someone causing havoc behind the wheel in the regular 2 mile morning tailback, bringing his/her kid to school or trying to make it to the office whilst so obviously drunk they caused a fatal accident. Well done lads!

Now, I wonder - and just humour me with this one - but would it be a good idea to have the same lads who were out doing such a sterling job on the dual carriageway this morning, deployed when maybe the pubs and/or clubs close on Thursday/Friday/Saturday/Sunday night? Probably not.... I mean, whatever hope there was this morning, there's no way they'll get a tan at that time of night!!!!