Now it turns out the joke’s on me, ‘coz a tapir’s top speed is 30 miles per hour, and for that, I’d have to be dropped out of a plane. I might hit it on the bike for a few seconds, going downhill. But whatever. At this stage, the poor joke is already dead (see: … More Taper? Tapir, more like…
“Mackerel sky, mackerel sky. Never long wet and never long dry” You will never waste time staring at clouds. I know folks like to wax lyrical about snowflakes and how they are all unique. Your mileage may vary. But hands up here who has ever actually seen a snowflake under a microscope? And then another, … More Big Mackerel Sky
May has been a little odd as regards training. A lot of ‘stuff’ has been happening, between the cottage renovations, my own garden, work, and family matters. This weekend just gone, I had planned to have a break with Saoirse to celebrate her birthday. But once again, life intervened. Not in any dramatic fashion; just … More A lark in the park
In my last post, I was running around in circles, trying to drag my sorry arse around a tiny piece of woodland in the middle of Kildare. (On a side note, ecologically-speaking, we are the poorest of all the EU countries when it comes to tree coverage. Our neighbour, Meath, ranks the lowest in Ireland, … More Theatre of the absurd
Another week has passed, and another week closer to the Dublin Marathon at the end of October. Training has been going well. A few breaks here and there for holidays, but then stoppages can occur at any time… We have just had one of the sunniest Summers on record, so rain has not been an … More A Sting in the Tail
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
As they say (whoever ‘they’ are), you wait for a bus for ages, and then two come along together. Maybe buses are like women, and they have to go in pairs? Like going to the loo? Anyway, let’s not digress. We’re only starting this blog post and already we’re slipping dangerously off-message. In an era … More And then two come along together…
Me and the Big G man would have a funny relationship. Funny on the basis that I don’t believe in God, so as relationships go, it’s a bit of a non-starter. So we just ignore each other, and that seems to work fine. Not that it stops me popping in to say hi every now … More A good day for polishing
IN WHICH WE HAVE A TOUGH FEW DAYS AT THE OFFICE, TAKE AN ENFORCED RUNNING HIATUS, AND SURVIVE THE NATIONAL FESTIVAL RELATIVELY UNSCATHED Every two years, fire personnel have to undertake Breathing Apparatus refresher courses. For us, it’s a three day course, and it’s fairly full on. Essentially, if you can’t pass this course, you can’t … More Colours!
IN WHICH WE HAVE THE FIRST SNOWS OF 2017, GET BACK TO SOMETHING APPROACHING NORMAL AS REGARDS TRAINING, AND CONTINUE THE DIY FITNESS REGIME WITH SOME, EH, HOME DIY… It doesn’t really snow much here in Ireland. We were at a little bump the other day (what is technically called an RTC, or road traffic collision) … More The Grand Tour
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