I’m bemused more than anything.
You should see how much its costing me to overnight in Dublin to bring my daughter to see george ezra in march.
It would bring tears to a glass eye
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Thursday pints? Youre some boyo.
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There’s always a big name doing the Manchester panto. It was David hasslehoff one year, I remember because he came out after and signed autographs. He seemed a nice enough fella.
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Santa has a look of Roddy Collins off him
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Sunday must be the worst day possible for Christmas Day to fall. You just miss out on that extra weekend beforehand.
I have always felt a Wednesday is the optimum day for Christmas Day to be. You get Saturday 21st, Sunday 22nd and Monday 23rd out of it and it falls lovely into the following weekend again. Its effectively Christmas from Friday 20th to Monday January 6th.
Christmas 2013 and 2019 could be considered classics of this genre.
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Do you not work?
There’s probably lads on here who think The Knightrider is going to dress up as the widow twinkie for a piddling 13 euro . You literally couldn’t make it up
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He’s a dairy farmer. Putting milk in your fridge so he is.
Christmas is the off season
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True. Ye’re on a 60 day dry period now. You’re not liquid milk so. We’re suckler beef at home.
Close to the full repertoire genre, optimum and classic, I’m waiting on iconic before I call full house.
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Is this Feargal’s call again.
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I think it’s the best. You can dick about in work for a week before. You get Monday and Tuesday off, then another long weekend after.
Magnificent
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https://www.rte.ie/archives/2017/1211/926496-switzers_santa_claus/
This is great. Kids in it all round my own age and a lot of lads here I’d say. Still remember the sellotape I saw on santys beard in dunnes.
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When i was a young northsider raised by poor but hardworking muldoon parents, going over to the southside of the city was a massive treat. Our bus stopped at o connell bridge, so it was the adelphi and screen cinema and those hot donuts at that kiosk on o’connell st (manna from heaven) was our big treat limit. With dunnes, guineys, boyers and arnotts, they were our shopping bulwarks.
The days we got to southside were few and far between but when we did they were savoured. My father played hurling for New Irelands who were an offshoot of the insurance company located on Dawson st. Every year they hosted a xmas party for the hurlers kids in the staff canteen run by the canteen ladies. The ladies would ramsack the sweet and dessert trollies and throw the goodies out to the hurlers kids. Epic. I was the only lad on my road ayting 5 mr kipling yellow fancies in 1987. Musical chairs, pass the parcel, blind mans buff etc were the games we played with other kids who sat on the sideline throughout the year as our fathers played on the field skelping.
Anyway, once that party was over we’d hotfoot over to grafton st to look and marvel at the switzers window before hitting the northside and the trip back home. Good tyms all round
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