This is not any old photograph of any old amateur golfer on any old tee box… This is yours truly on the 16th tee at Royal Portrush Golf Club, Northern Ireland which will stage the 154th Open Championship staring tomorrow. Hosting the world’s best golfers to determine who is the ‘Champion Golfer’ of 2025. The…
Timing is known to be critical for successful comedy. Indeed, timing is a vital ingredient to every success story in almost all fields of endeavour. Speaking of fields, I have wasted many thousands of hours in such places albeit these ‘fields’ are more manicured with fairways, greens and the rough of course which is impossible…
Given how much dogs can cost, I shouldn’t really complain. A friend of mine paid £3,000 for his ‘Bruno’, a cocker spaniel making our beloved Tessa a mere snip at £600. And to think that Rosie cost us nada! Well… I had been told that dog rescue charities welcome donations, but when Battersea Dogs Home,…
I was in Ireland last week, taking my mum home to see her two surviving sisters – Christina and Margaret, 89 and 94 respectively and both in care homes now. They are both Catholic nuns and have no family of their own to care for them. Kinder women you will never meet. Both nurses, Christina…
Cars are many things beyond merely a means of transport. Like a beautiful home is a mark of success, similarly a car can be a signifier of achievement. A mobile display of wealth, unlike a mobile home which ironically can have the opposite meaning. A Rolls Royce is perhaps the epitome of this success. To…
Last week’s blog focussed on my advancing years, and I continue in this varicose vein here now. You might recall that I swerved the paddle tennis match last week in New York – but it transpired that the Bero investor chap in question was not to be denied his time across the net from me….
I used to do a stand-up routine about a TV show in the UK called Super Vet – the real-life medical exploits of a rock ‘n roll Irish vet called Noel, who seemingly can fix any animal no matter how grave it’s injuries… Been a while since I’ve done but it went something like this……
Living so close to a hospital we are accustomed to blue lights at night as silent ambulances amble past with the ill and infirm. No need for their sirens since there is no traffic required to move aside. But police blue lights are less familiar and so more exciting as happened recently when four police…
I am at an age which means when I am invited to a party, I secretly hope that I cannot attend. I hope for a gig in my diary or something, anything which means I don’t have to attend an event which will be too loud and where I am likely to spend too much…
Late with this blog. Apologies. I have a personal Fame-Dar for when I am recognised. It rarely bleeps these days and why I might be even more attuned to it, as happened recently and with unexpected and possibly sinister undertones. It occurred on a golf course. At the golf club where I have played (badly)…