Fuck the recession
Posted on | June 24, 2008 | 155 Comments
I have a pain in my tits listening to people talking about the recession all day. I’m sorry if you work in construction or other industries where people are being let go all over the place but once people have the money to spend on visiting their favourite blogs every day I’ll be all right …
…erm…
…bollocks.
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June 24th, 2008 @ 2:45 pm
Does this mean that all the Polish construction workers will go home.
I believe the Polish Government recently set up a desk at a recent jobs fair in Dublin to try and attract them all back home to work on construction there.
June 24th, 2008 @ 2:47 pm
Hope to God it doesn’t happen, Glooshtawn will be unbearable…
HOPE YIS ARE HAPPY NOW,YIS GOT THE FUCKIN ECONOMY YIS DESERVED YE GODLESS FUCKERS…
June 24th, 2008 @ 2:48 pm
Imagine if things get so bad we all have to emigrate to Poland.
We’ll be working in Sparski and they’ll all laugh at our accents.
June 24th, 2008 @ 2:51 pm
You should try doing something with computers or that internet thingy.
That’s where all the cash is these days.
June 24th, 2008 @ 3:18 pm
They have the internet on computers now?
June 24th, 2008 @ 3:18 pm
Luckily, any of us on this site who’ve never called Fred a fucking freeloader will be able to join his happy band of foragers.
Which actually rules all of us out.
June 24th, 2008 @ 3:24 pm
Erghhhhhh, tinman – I do believe I left my forraging options open, but it would want to be a bad state of affairs before you catch me skip diving….
June 24th, 2008 @ 3:27 pm
it was just an economic slowdown until last week and now that we’ve registered a “No to Lisbon” vote we’ve got a full scale recession and we have to hand all our poles back – Monkey Balls – this is all your fault.
I want to change my vote..
June 24th, 2008 @ 3:30 pm
“I want to change my vote..”
You’re in luck DG, coz they’re graciously going to let us.
June 24th, 2008 @ 3:43 pm
Feel free to vote Yes next time. I won’t mind this time.
-Sure I’m going to change over meself anyway.
June 24th, 2008 @ 3:43 pm
They’re going to keep having this referendum until we vote yes – there will be no re-negotiation just clarification until we agree.
A no Vote apparenly means “I’m Sorry, I’m Stupid could you please explain it to me again please, in more condescending tones, if possible”
Ah Democracy at work – dontcha just love it
June 24th, 2008 @ 3:50 pm
Let’s pretend we were just fucking with them.
A ha ha ha, only joshing ya, Europe. Funny, wha’?
June 24th, 2008 @ 3:56 pm
Recession always means it will be a very cold winter.
I’m getting a load of peat this week.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:00 pm
That couldn’t be right, Yacuncha, coz then the boom would have given us very hot summers…
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:00 pm
Jo – Our fearless leader has more or less told his european counterparts that we Irish, are stupid cos we did’nt get it right first time round. A little bit more of an explanation and sure we’ll get it right next time.
I voted Yes for the treaty and I do believe it’s the way forward for europe but I am also a believer in democracy, majority rule and all that. I’m actually embarressed that our leader could go cap in hand and apologise for the stupidity of this nation and promise a more favourable result next time.
I bet they wish the electronic voting was in place for the next referendum.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:00 pm
Hey Yacuncha, not allowed to cut peat, its an environmental disaster waiting to happen, burn some builders instead, plenty of thos cunts will be free this winter.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:01 pm
And typing your name out means I’ve just actually read it properly for the first time. Up till now I thought you were an Aztec village.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:02 pm
Once Fred Freegan is all right, I’ll sleep happy.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:02 pm
Yes FMC, but will you sleep rough and happy?
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:11 pm
I’m fully prepared for the forthcoming recession. It’s going to be really exciting, just like one of those old episodes of ‘Reeling in the Years’. I’ve got my mother to start knitting me jumpers with disproportionately long sleeves, so I should be ok.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:20 pm
I am lined up to be fucked by this recession business. All the danger signs.. work for a multinational, recent mortgage, etc, etc.
And yet I say, bring it on. I’m so bored by all this fucking obsession on stability and growth and ya de fuckin ya.
I’m looking forward to chipping in for five-spots with me other mates on the scratcher and drinking in the Foggy Dew at unlikely times of the day.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:24 pm
Will no one else be secretly delighted if we become poor again? Not homeless poor, but you know, poor where a trip to the cinema every couple weeks becomes a treat again. And where kids will wear snorklers to school again, and not FUBU hoodies or chinchilla-fur coats. I can’t wait. Pints will cost €2 and the pubs won’t be full of kids with more money than me, and people will share taxis home with strangers just like the good old days. And peoples dads will have normal jobs like milkman, builder, barman, shopkeeper, or else on the dole but it doesn’t mean they’re lazy just out of work.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:25 pm
Manual labour is so uncouth.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:25 pm
Ah, just saw the last two post… looks like I’ve a few kindered spirits.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:48 pm
We just need to recess so badly that we steal all those jobs back from Morocco and India and Eastern Europe.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:49 pm
“Imagine if things get so bad we all have to emigrate to Poland.”
That’d be fucking hilarious.
I was in the Taj MaHole Dundrum Centre earlier and I noticed all the Big Hair Ugg Boot girls looking really worried. Ah hah haaaa!
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:50 pm
I think we should outsource the recession.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:53 pm
Well maybe it will less of those stupid laudy daw fukin adds and property morket types on the airwaves.
And if the dort accent disappears it will be wort it.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:55 pm
Do they still give you big brown cardboard dole cards?
Man, that Gardiner St. was good craic of a Thursday morning… the Garda presence for the traveller dole day.
Few bob off the scratcher, around to Desmonds on Talbot St for Twenty Major (once a week, Moore St. Duma for the rest), a scratch card, a toffee crisp and off to get the 27 back out to see who was up out of bed for dossing.
Actually, it was probably shite. I’m getting old.
June 24th, 2008 @ 4:59 pm
Delighted.
June 24th, 2008 @ 5:04 pm
Dole is much more civilised these days. Sign on once every four weeks, get paid into your bank account. Much easier to have a few on the go at once.
June 24th, 2008 @ 5:08 pm
The good ol days were the shit ol days – please not again.
If I have to skip off to china to work in a restaurant skinning live cats, i’ll do it.
June 24th, 2008 @ 5:09 pm
Oh and these organic farmers morkets will go tits up as well.
Pretentious middle class lefty nonsense.
Beans and toast, a batter burger if you were lucky.
The eighties were ok.
June 24th, 2008 @ 5:25 pm
I know a fella who flies home every month to sign on. Lives in Madrid working in a restaurant.
June 24th, 2008 @ 5:34 pm
1980s…
Grey
Muck
Noisy green buses with small wheels
Jumpers
Bartley Dunnes
The Plough
Channel 4 was good
Vacant sites used as car parks
Temple Bar was dangerous west of Central Bank
Blazes
The Naas road was the only dual carriageway
The Flyover at UCD was the only one we had
Angel Delight
Supercans of Coke
Datsun
No traffic
One 24/365 hour shop in Rathmines
Blue cop cars
June 24th, 2008 @ 5:39 pm
Um Bongo
Giant blue and orange school bags
June 24th, 2008 @ 5:41 pm
Are we going to have to wear those grey trousers with the fleck in them again? Don’t tell me George Webb shoes are going to hip too.
I remember the 80s. They weren’t that good at all really. More innocent perhaps.
June 24th, 2008 @ 5:46 pm
Yep and pattern jumpers and white socks
June 24th, 2008 @ 5:50 pm
“Blazes”
Oh no Holemaster, how could you…
June 24th, 2008 @ 5:59 pm
At least the music was good in the 80s…
June 24th, 2008 @ 6:05 pm
Thank fuck the recession is coming, I’ve been planning for this a long time… I re-negotiated my contract when things were still booming and have been slowly but surely lessening my output and attitude towards work ever since. With things tightening up it’s become glaringly obvious that my employer can no longer afford to keep me and he’s getting more and more pissed off with me by the day. He’s a hot-headed cunt so one day soon he’s gonna snap and (unjustly) sack me. Big unfair dismissal claim, sign on the scratcher and kick back for a couple years…
Oh yes, BRING IT ON!!
June 24th, 2008 @ 6:31 pm
Fortunately for us here in America and unfortunately for you cunts in Ireland America is closed so fuck off to Poland…….youse pack of cunts and take twenty with you as well, he can learn to blog in Polish or jibberish or whatever they speak
June 24th, 2008 @ 6:36 pm
The music was the only good thing about the eighties. God, don’t you remember it? There was dog-shit everywhere! Dog’s shat way more back then and nobody cleaned it up. It was only the music that could get the acres of dog-shit out of our minds.
June 24th, 2008 @ 6:42 pm
Will there be Vat on childrens shoes and will stay at home wives get 9.60 pw?
June 24th, 2008 @ 6:45 pm
I just hope it gets bad enough that I have a good old whinging tale to scare my kids with like my mam and dad did with me.
June 24th, 2008 @ 7:10 pm
White dog shit, PCB. It was white in the 80s.
June 24th, 2008 @ 7:13 pm
Even if there is a recession what odds the cunts will still be electing FF ?
June 24th, 2008 @ 7:13 pm
McGonagles
The Norseman
The OLD Foggy Dew
Flashing
Getting off the bus outside Switzers
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:16 pm
Batwing jumpers, hairspray that could hold hair through a nuclear bomb, boxer boots, the breakfast club, wham bars, juke boxes in arcades, miami vice, actually going to arcades, being able to buy ten fags (Moores Menthol), a box of matches AND a bag of bullseyes for less than one of my green paper pounds! Le sigh. The eighties rocked.
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:19 pm
Husband’s list:
Aha
Loopthe Loops
BMXing
Iron Maiden
I welcome the return of gay synth music. Is Twenty bringing about this recession to save the world? Electric Dreams was fine indeed, though not gay… Well I remember my 11 year old self, disecting Smash Hits for gorgeous pinups to put on the wall, y’know, Neil Tennant, Andy Bell….
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:35 pm
Illegally taping the Top 40 off Radio 1 every Sunday night. Polyester Superman slippers. Sherbert Dipsticks. “Pampas Grass” coloured bathroom suites.
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:37 pm
Prawns in Thousand Island dressing or melon boats for starters. Black Forest Gateau or Vienetta for pudding.
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:42 pm
Thataways
Ford Granadas
The Space Shuttle
The Iron Curtain
Middle East TV reports always looked green
Raleigh Grifters
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:43 pm
Charlie Says adverts with the cat and the little boy telling us not to play with matches or go with strangers. I’d be for a recession anywhere just for a week or so so they could bring back Charlie, and that late night old lady falling off a chair one or the burning chip-fat pan.
Tizwaz. Cheggers Plays Pop. Hmm. No. No. Lets not bring back the 80s. It hasn’t worked for Morrissey, it won’t work for the rest of us.
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:45 pm
Middle East TV reports always looked green
Ha!
And Rudy’s right – what happened to all the white dog-shit? You never see it any more. What were we feeding dogs in the 80s.
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:47 pm
20p mixtures of penny goodies from the shop and being overjoyed to get one. God, now I feel old.
11p crisps
8p Polos.
Milk Gums
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:48 pm
Shudder – smoking everywhere – on the bus, in the cinema
Smog
The only vegetarian food available is lasagna and chips
No Indian food
HB Icecream
Swizzle sticks/fizzbombs
Grange Hill – Eastenders
Wimbledon
The LoLo Ball
Slow sets!
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:49 pm
Do they still give the lyrics for pop tunes in the kids mags these days so they can sing along to the gramaphone records?
What was your favourite colour gear on yer Raleigh Grifter Holemaster? Red blue or yellow?
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:54 pm
SMOG!
It was yellow and sometimes so thick cars drove with their hazzards on. Anyone remember the CDL trucks delivering coal? And there was the electric bread vans and Kelso Laundry vans. The Evening Press scooters at full tilt on corners with sparks coming off the boxes. Sirens that went neee nurrrrr. Oh them were the days.
Concrete roads and tarmac paths.
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:57 pm
“What was your favourite colour gear on yer Raleigh Grifter Holemaster? Red blue or yellow?”
I never had the pleasure W’alter. Mine was a second hand old banger. The first time i had a new bike, I stared at it for ages. Cost me 300 euro.
June 24th, 2008 @ 8:58 pm
Milk floats! Milk in school in 1/4 pint bottles!
Ah, the dairy eighties.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:00 pm
The first time i had a new bike, I stared at it for ages.
Holemaster, you are so fucking endearing! Will you please stop calling yourself Holemaster?
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:03 pm
Vienetta – class pudding!
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:05 pm
God, it’s all my mother in law ever gets when she does her Easter type dinners. She serves it with giant amounts of whipped cream. I’ve sort of eaten enough to do me, at this stage of my life!
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:20 pm
“Will you please stop calling yourself Holemaster?”
But Jo it’s only a reference to those Holemaster vans. (lower lip out)
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:21 pm
Kangaroo runner boots with the awesome pocket on the side to hold the 8p you had in pennies, just enough for 4 Mr Freezes.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:22 pm
oh fuck i had those
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:26 pm
The Minister for Snow
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:29 pm
Wearing yellow tights under fishnet tights to make your legs look all stain-glassed. Or green or purple.
Or white tights with little black question marks or squiggles on.
Plimsoles for gym.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:29 pm
Plimsoles which we called sand-shoes
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:30 pm
Kangaroos! How could I forget!
Ha, when you google ‘holemaster vans’ you get this, among others: 6 Jun 2008 … 38 On June 6th, 2008 at 12:18 pm Holemaster said:. “poems are gay but that was quite good”.
Hee.
I’m still none the wiser though.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:31 pm
Pound notes!! Huge big paper money.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:31 pm
Run over ginger cat corpses all over the place. On everyone’s street.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:33 pm
I wonder is that somehow connected to the white dogshit?
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:33 pm
Yeah, Jo! And great big clunky coins that you knew were worth something.
And chewing gum spat out on the ground at the entrance to every newsagent so kids could start eating the Mintolas they’d just bought.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:35 pm
“un 2008 … 38 On June 6th, 2008 at 12:18 pm Holemaster said:. “poems are gay but that was quite good”.”
I do believe I may have been quoting Maggot saying that.
Here we go
http://www.marinetimes.ie/Assets/_archive_2006/0206_downsouth_05.jpg
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:36 pm
Stepping in white dog-shit with your black slip-on sandshoes.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:36 pm
“And chewing gum spat out on the ground”
picking that up and re-chewing it
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:38 pm
Heh, the guy on the left looks well chilly. He looks like he has his balls in his pocket. Hee.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:39 pm
If the 80s return, maybe The Smiths will re-unite…that’s white dog shit.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:43 pm
Major, has your tit-pain eased any with all this 80s reminiscing?
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:44 pm
My tits are postively humming, Sam.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:44 pm
The Monister for Hardship (oh fuck hang on that was the 70s)…ads that had a nun bawling BAHH! into some deaf kid’s ear, “Aris Antaine”, the fucking Fainne Nua, grey baggies, and mmmmmm…..slow sets: rubbing yourself up and down against some girl leg while trying to cop a feel up top…Happy days.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:52 pm
Slow Sets: Panic, going around asking girls to dance and getting refused and if you did get a dance, dying of shame when she fecked off before the end of it.
They still do slow sets in the Limelight in Glenties, mind you they also have podium dancers there.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:52 pm
I look forward to the coal man coming back on his rounds. Unfortunately I think everyone around here has levelled their coal bunker and boiler house to make room for a patio.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:52 pm
Are they humming “It’s A Wonderful Life” by Black? Kajagoogoo?
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:53 pm
Pineappleade and cream soda.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:54 pm
No it’s the Flying Pickets.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:55 pm
“ineappleade and cream soda.”
Red Lemonade with ice cream in it.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:57 pm
Last of the Bone Shakers. Used to get the wrong bus home if it was one those.
June 24th, 2008 @ 9:57 pm
Which nipple’s the baritone?
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:01 pm
I guess I should qualify my last comment at 91 and say it was in reply to Holemaster’s 88 about acappella 80s sensation The Flying Pickets. I wasn’t just plucking nipples out of the air. A great favourite of margaret Thatcher, it was said, so it would probably be Twenty’s right nipple singing the high bits. Or the middle bits, she had kind of a deep voice.
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:04 pm
Security!
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:05 pm
Smiths crisps with the wee blue salt packet.
My husband couldn’t believe Ready Salted crisps when he first went over the Pond.
“You mean the come already salted? The kind people at KP have put the salt on for you? What a marvellous fucking convenience!” he said.
I knew he’d be impressed.
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:07 pm
Crimecall is starting now, have to run and shout ‘Wrong Camera’ at the that Berk.
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:29 pm
Smiths crisps with the wee blue salt packet.
Oh man I loved those.
7″ singles with the bit missing from the middle so you had to use the plastic bit that you could never find.
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:46 pm
I think Fame “I’m Going To Live Forever, I’m Going To Learn How to Fly (High!)” was my first 7′ single. It’s no coincidence that Fame rhymes with shame, I think.
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:47 pm
7″ single I mean. The 7′ single fad of ’85 didn’t last too long, as I recall.
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:48 pm
Shame also lives forever.
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:49 pm
Singles.
I had Bandaid
And ‘Joanna’, by Kool and the Gang, of coure.
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:52 pm
fashion crime of the century – grey 3-hole side lace shoes from simon hart in talbot st.
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:53 pm
eddy grant
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:54 pm
The Pierrot Club
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:55 pm
Crimecall is starting now, have to run and shout ‘Wrong Camera’ at the that Berk.
Holemaster, watching it here and I think those camera moves are deliberate and maybe an attempt at artiness.
Can’t they arest the director?
Hope there’s more CCTV
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:56 pm
Barney’s amusements for the less civilised
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:57 pm
Shame also lives forever.
Uh, hi, everybody. Sorry…I’m a little nervous. This is my first time saying it out loud… My name is Problemchildbride and I used to want to be Coco.
June 24th, 2008 @ 10:58 pm
Everyone wanted to be Coco.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:01 pm
yaayyy… family guy
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:03 pm
Oh God, thanks Jo! I knew it was the right thing to do, to just speak up and let it all out! It so often isn’t. But here I knew I could trust people not to snicker.
SHUT THE FUCK UP, SNICKERERS!
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:04 pm
I never wanted to be anyone of them although I was convinved the ugly little curly haired one was Carla from Cheers for years …
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:04 pm
Tales of the golden monkey. I loved the sea plane.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:05 pm
coco – is that the monkey off the coco pops ads?
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:10 pm
Fame, SG.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:11 pm
Sorry, if that was a joke. How fucked up would you have to be to want to be the monkey?
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:12 pm
I’m so jealous of you all with laptops. My internet habit has inhibited any urge to watch tv, but if I had a laptop I could multi task.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:14 pm
“fashion crime of the century – grey 3-hole side lace shoes from simon hart in talbot st.”
SG, Are you me?
The Simon Hart yellow bags! I’m shit cool, fuck off.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:14 pm
no joke – fame, eh? more of a girl thing
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:15 pm
Thems were some nasty shoes.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:15 pm
I often talk on the mobile while typing on the laptop while catching the TV in the mirror when I sitting down on the toilet.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:16 pm
And you could get grey polish for them
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:17 pm
Fame. I remember watching Wimbledon on my parents tv upstairs (hmm, odd, we went from no tv to two so fast?) then my sister came in and said there was a new programme starting she wanted to watch.
The theme tune. The head bands. Leroy! It was all so exciting!
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:18 pm
‘sitting down’ on the toilet? As opposed to standing up on it?
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:19 pm
HM, I was more into the rudie thing, and scored me a pair of black Sargent loafers one Christmas. Sweet.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:19 pm
2 TVs? ooh la la
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:20 pm
’sitting down’ on the toilet? As opposed to standing up on it?”
OK then just on the toilet (no fry though).
Yars and yars ago before our rabble had a telly, my sisters all went down the road to look in the window at the neighbours telly. They couldn’t hear anything, they just watched.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:20 pm
Christmas clothes and then off to Funderland with the Christmas fivers from kindly relatives.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:21 pm
Suede pointy boots, quiffs.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:21 pm
Oh, the poignancy!
My husband used to deliver papers, remembers struggling up the hill on the last estate, looking in the windows at Wogan, in the rain, wishing he was home…
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:22 pm
“rudie thing”
Just getting myself back up off the floor.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:26 pm
I could tell the colours on a black and white telly. I used London buses as calibration, frequently on the telly during Play School. In later years, snooker balls. We went colour quite late.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:28 pm
We were the last people i knew to get colour, a video, or multi channel.
I used to hold up the purple plastic base from a Milk Tray box, pretending I was watching colour telly, all the while smelling long eaten chocolate
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:30 pm
The 80′s was getting pimples and meeting my wife. My skin cleared up, so at least 50% of my troubles disappeared.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:30 pm
“I used to hold up the purple plastic base from a Milk Tray box, ”
Ahh haaa ha ha.
And with that, I’m off now to watch a show close to my heart, Trailer Park Boys.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:35 pm
It’s a jade and cerise swirly 80s vortex in here today! I gotta go before I start dreaming of black plastic zipper earrings again.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:37 pm
‘night mary-ellen
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:38 pm
One more before I REALLY go… going to bed when it was still bright out.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:41 pm
milling over to the school to play football cos the “nets are up”
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:42 pm
i’m off
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:51 pm
And the violin intro to Harbour Hotel sawing away in the background during dinnertime. And when Tayto S&V came in a red packet…”I’m onld Dan Salt; I’m Victor Vinegar, the best durn taste since time beginegar. Our crisps are the outright winniger, Tayto salt and vinegar…” Shoot me now.
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:56 pm
Someone was bound to say it at some stage, and I’m glad it was me;
This is you lot – http://tinyurl.com/23wk4b
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:57 pm
I felt bad about not declaring my tips to the tax man then I said fuck it…….I’m funny like that
June 24th, 2008 @ 11:58 pm
Oooh! I like the new look!
June 25th, 2008 @ 12:02 am
Great, except you really can’t see where the comment box might be. I mean I found it, but I used William Shatner’s eyes. MB probably can see.
June 25th, 2008 @ 12:06 am
I like the way the numbers are very small on the comments, so we’ll get less of the “Hooray – 143″ type of message.
Hooray – 143!!
June 25th, 2008 @ 12:11 am
Woooer! The computer stopped working, I went and had a bath, and when I came back, everythign had gone wierd! I don’t like it, it’s all small!
I was going to post this, for HOlemaster, SG, and PCB: http://infantasia.blogspot.com/2008/05/coming-back-to-haunt-me.html
V Early 80s Jo
June 25th, 2008 @ 12:11 am
twentymajor.net – Proudly sponsored by Persil.
June 25th, 2008 @ 12:15 am
What’s goin’ on?
Everytime I try to type C%£$, it comes out as C%£$.
What CUNT d…
Oh wait, it’s fixed now.
June 25th, 2008 @ 1:41 am
What about the Golden Shot and Bob Monkhouse? Shit,thats the 70′s. Mr. Perri Tomato flavoured crisps after swimming in old baths in Tara street. Now there was recession! Everything was in b&w.Jaysus,Lord Norbury might come back at this rate!
June 25th, 2008 @ 9:24 am
Freebird Records on Grafton Street
BaseX
Dolphin Discs
The Dice Man
Busking in Merchants Arch for the summer
The 65B always late and usually full
Walking home from town because taxis are too expensive
Leeson Street !
The Underground
Baggot Inn
Faces
The Ivy Rooms
The Berni Inn (pre-mexican invasion)
best of all: Stop Making Sense in the Ambassador !
June 25th, 2008 @ 10:29 am
Does anyone else remember McGonagles….Raw Deal, Sweet Savage and the best gig ever Rose tattoo washed down with awful wine
thats what was good about the 80′S
June 25th, 2008 @ 10:37 am
OO ER I’m all disorientated.
Jo, love the 70s pic and the Morris Minor van! Your Ma must be cool
June 25th, 2008 @ 12:25 pm
She was, Hm, in her way. She smoked a pipe too, a really long, skinny one. And she used her van for delivering her cheesecakes and icecream.
June 25th, 2008 @ 2:20 pm
She sounds great Jo, I take it that she may not be with us anymore, making cheesecakes for the great one now.
June 26th, 2008 @ 2:43 pm
Radion
June 26th, 2008 @ 4:31 pm
Texan Bars
Skinheads
The Top Hat
Brunches
The Olympic Ballroom
The Underground
Capital Radio
“I listen to the red hot sounds of Sunshine 101″ and the 10 records they played on rotation all of which were pants