A drought of sorts

We have been suffering a heatwave here in Ireland. As you know, here at unironedman, we like to do the research for you, so you don’t have to. Ya lazy frickin’ bums. An official Irish heatwave kicks in when you have five consecutive days where the temperature is five degrees (or more) above the average. … More A drought of sorts

Like an Eagle

“Time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’ Into the future Time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’ Into the future I wanna fly like an eagle To the sea Fly like an eagle Let my spirit carry me” Fly Like and Eagle Steve Miller Band Time. Indeed. Wibbly, wobbly, timey-wimey stuff, as we mentioned a while back … More Like an Eagle

Two more sleeps…

For the last few years, a few of us from the station have played a memorial game of football for our sub-officer’s brother. It’s a mix and match of various people, but the bulk of the team are handy enough ex-Leixlip United players, so they know how to kick a ball. In preparation for this … More Two more sleeps…

The Path Taken

“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth” The Road Not Taken Robert Frost This short post is an all-too-brief homage to my local running spot, … More The Path Taken

The craic was 90!

Well I suppose, for some of our foreign readers, we should point out that craic is an Irish word. Irish folks are always out for the craic. Havin’ the craic. Lookin’ for the… well, you get the idea. Just as there’s no real translation for the Danish word hygge (‘cosiness’ is close), there is no … More The craic was 90!