Sunday, 25 September 2011

Demonchild

Terrifying oversized monsterbaby in a pram. From the official Rules of the Road book for learner drivers.




Thursday, 14 July 2011

Tóg mo shrón

Further to my earlier rant (March 17th 2009) about the disgrace of flying the Irish tricolour the wrong way round, see below for a truly unbelievable display of ignorance and insult.



Paddy's Irish Pub in the very popular tourist town of Knysna, South Africa, quite incredulously drapes the Cote d'Ivoire ensign over the front of its premises.



Furthermore, if you plan on putting perhaps the most well known Irish greeting (Céad míle fáilte) on the front window you might as well make an effort to get at least ONE of the three words right. Is that too much to ask? And to top it all, two of the three fadas are in the wrong places. But wait, there's more! Those aren't fadas at all but some sort of Francophonic Grave Accent.
Un feckin believable.

Election Season - always terrifying

Candidate mugshots tied to my front gate. Not a welcoming sight to any visitors.





NPP: Enough is Enough. Quite right.

Friday, 24 June 2011

Can you feel it? It's here!

Dust off those vuvuzuelas!



It took me about one minute of head scratching and double-takes before finally realising what the hell the issue was here. Found in a 40ft container that served as a village supermarket somewhere in the middle of rural Mozambique. Whadda gem!

(PS a free can of Castle Lager to anyone who can actually identify all teams and players, if indeed they do exist...)

Friday, 29 April 2011

Popular Music On A Night Out

A question for all:

What do you dance to on a night out?


Sunday, 27 March 2011

The Hazards of the Car Wash



Nothing more distressing than looking at a wet fella.

Sunday, 23 January 2011

Job creation initiatives, RSA


An improvised door latch in an otherwise clean, professional and unremarkable petrol station in the (former homeland of the) Transkei, SA. One can count 3 different thicknesses of wire and one cable tie in the mix, suggesting the lock has been repaired on at least 4 different occasions.
This is perhaps the most obvious and financially sound solution (if not the prettiest) in a country where a new shooting bolt and six woodscrews costs about the same as a casual labourer/generic petrol pump worker's daily wage.
And it creates work for an otherwise unemployed lad for half a day or so - something buying a new lock would not achieve.
Job creation ideas from the third world - Ireland, take note!

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