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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson

Some ignorant twat texted me on Wednesday to comment on the post about Angel being cancelled, and called me all sorts of names, but I chose not to take any kind of abuse from the sort of person that can't even keep hold of his own mobile phone when out of a night boozing and dribbling.

My lovely trip to Tipperary with my Mommy went terribly well, and contrary to popular belief and song, it's not really a long, long way to go. We climbed moutains, both in heavy mist and glorious sun light, looked at vast views over Lough Derg, toured around the beautiful new house that my cousin has bought for herself, dragged our dogs out of Lough Derg when they both had the terrible idea of going for a swim - twice - and sat in front of turf fires reading books and doing both versions of the Irish Times crossword.

I'm still working my way through Sunshine on Putty, although his overly flowery and quite often just plain pretentious style of writing is really beginning to grate. And yes, we get it - you like Vic Reeves. Honestly, Ben Thompson doesn't seem to be able to get over the fact that Bruce Dessau got there first and has already written a biography of Reeves and Mortimer. Get over it, Thompson. Incidentally, Dessau's book about R&M is absolutely one of the worst books I've ever read. Badly written, overly researched, far too gushing, confusingly paced, and just plain and badly worded. Don't buy it.

Mouse News
Before setting off to Tipp, Mum set out the three traps under the sink. When we got back, Dad said that he had caught a little mouse, and Mum went in, looked under the sink, took out the full trap, emptied it in to the mouse cemetery (the wheely bin of death) and came back in asking Dad why he hadn't emptied it himself. He said he had. So that's 2 mouse fatalities since Wednesday, bringing the overall mouse death toll to 10 mice. The War of the Mice continues.

Finally, a quick friday five before I retire to attempt some more study on 'theory of mind', whatever that is.

When was the last time you...

1. ...went to the doctor?
Last Monday, to get my sick cert for the week.

2. ...went to the dentist?
Over five years ago. Our dentist was a lovely woman who used to run us in to her office, throw us on the chair, ram implements in to our months while have a very cursory glance over everything and loudly give us the all-clear before running us back out of her office. She died five years ago, and I've not been bothered to find a new person.

3. ...filled your gas tank?
I don't have a gas tank. I gave my sister €10 towards petrol about three weeks ago though.

4. ...got enough sleep?
Last night, actually. Although I was sleeping in a very small single bed in Tipperary, it was incredibly comfortable thanks to equal amounts of exercise and fresh air, and also no telly, cats or mice to keep me awake.

5. ...backed up your computer?
I've never done that, and I probably never will. Considering I've already had two hard discs totally corrupted in my life, you'd think I'd learn.

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