Turlough
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Terence Mullan
I shaved my head again today. I shave it every couple of months to disguise the fact that I’m going bald.
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Our Little Owen Man
Becoming a grandfather’s such a doddle. I’ve done it three times now without even getting out of the armchair.
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Ooze Next?
Days and nights in dear old Donegal. Part six of nine, maybe ten, but certainly not eleven.
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Early Lateness
If I could turn back time, I’d write a song about it.
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The Concept of Rain at a Jaunty Angle
The Donegal Dally. The fifth of several parts.
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Singin' in the Buncrana Rain
Whilst dallying in Donegal we wondered how it was going in Inishowen. The fourth of several parts.
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Holes
Posted on Mon, 27 Jul 2026
You've described exactly what my approach to politics has become Paul. I try to adopt the characteristics of the ostrich, which seems to be successful until I turn on my PC where every news article fills me with rage or sorrow or both. Perhaps...
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Aww
Posted on Fri, 24 Jul 2026
But I've sorted it now.
Sorry!
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Nom de plume
Posted on Fri, 24 Jul 2026
Ah now, Terry's Jimmy's real name... and Turlough's.
But Julie's real name wasn't Julie.
And twenty years later Kirsty MacColl sang 'Terry, he's as tough as Marlon Brando'.
And thank you Kat.
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Chat Forums
Posted on Fri, 24 Jul 2026
Round about MySpace time there were also internet chat forums, all covering one individual subject but almost all using the same software. I was a member of about half a dozen of them. It still makes me smile when I remember that I was thrown out...
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Tension
Posted on Fri, 24 Jul 2026
Mentioning Jimmy Saville and R Kelly’s ‘Get Dirty’ in the same sentence was a brave move. I wonder if Huw Edwards was a fan.
I loved MySpace back in the day. I gave it up to join Facebook, a regrettable decision akin to Kalvin Phillips...
Read full commentPosted in The Way We Heard: That's Not My Name - The Ting Tings - 2008
And so it's my assumption, I'm really up the junction.
Posted on Fri, 24 Jul 2026
I (aka Jimmy) used to work in Barking, or very near to it at the Containerbase on the Rippleside industrial estate. I could see Dagenham’s Castle Green council estate from my desk. I went to a party there once and had to meet friends from work at...
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Recycling her laughter
Posted on Mon, 20 Jul 2026
Did she hide somewhere else on bin day? Do they even have bins in heaven?
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Chippenham
Posted on Thu, 16 Jul 2026
It’s funny but I’ve never missed Pewsham. I lived in Wicks Drive for 18 years and never warmed to it, but they didn’t have top notch tribute acts back then.
I once went to see a UB40 tribute act at the Corn Exchange in Devizes. The...
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Tax
Posted on Thu, 16 Jul 2026
I wonder if the same rule applies to gardens. I could have saved a fortune when my kids were little and I was burying hamsters, gerbils, guinea pigs, rabbits, goldfish and cats on a regular basis. I even had to bury a bee once. Even today I find...
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Tir na nOg
Posted on Wed, 15 Jul 2026
I've got a stone Sheela na gig that a friend bought me from the Henge Shop in Avebury as an emigration present. I had it on a wall in my living room for a few weeks before I left Devizes. My mother wasn't at all impressed. It hangs now above our...
Read full commentPosted in The Dumplings of Count Tiškevičius
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