As Mr Willy Mason would say: “Gotta keep moving, gotta keep moving, gotta keep moving with a troubled mind I’m following”.
Its been a while since the last blog post. The reason being that there have been big changes at The Rub HQ. Namely HQ have been moved. After sharing a house in the burbs of south Co. Dublin for the last 3 and a 1/2 years, I have made the big move to Town, with a capital T…. (more…)
Well, it’s that time of year again, Christmas has rolled on by. The big day is over and done with, bellies are full and toes are up by the fire. My thoughts drift to the year that has flown past me in the blink of an eye… (more…)
# Long nights out with work and western friends, Christmas cheer and snow fall abound. Missing spaces and open voids left to linger. With every dawn brea, brings new light of day.
#Winter nights when hail bears down. Long drives home and many miles flown. Warmer days seem so far away. Yet open arms draw you near as you touch down.
#Wishing, wanting for what tomorrwow has to bring. Bells calling s the morning draws near. Warmer fellings have me yearning for what the future holds. Eyes are closing so our dreams can bring us close.
It’s that time of year again: Christmas cards and presents need to be posted. And the annual reminder of how expensive it is to post stuff. Cards arent so bad, 88c to most of the world, but packages are a different story. I had a large parcel of presents to send to my sister in Singapore, so I snuck out of work to try and get it in the post before the posting deadline on Friday. It cost a wopping €34 to post a package the size of a shoe box, weighing just over 2kg. About 30g over. And it was only standard post! That added a good 30% to the cost of the presents. Recession my ass…. (more…)
I’ve been told, on more than one occasion, that I have high expectations. Whether these apply to family, friends, collegues, service providers, whatever, I seem to expect a lot. I even apply these high expectations to myself. I’m a chronic perfectionist. And when I/others fail to deliver, I am left frustrated, stressed and disappointed… (more…)
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I’m from a place called Bandon, a country town at the gateway to West Cork. You may or may not have heard, but Bandon, like a lot of the rest of the country, was flooded out of it last week. Quite devastated in fact. I felt so helpless listening to the news from my mother and sister, and seeing the photos on friends Facebook pages. I cannot imagine how gutted the whole town is, I was close to tears just hearing about it, I cannot imagine living it. (more…)
So, at the start of May this year I weighted in at 107kg in my bare feet. It took me a long time, but I had gotten to the point where I couldn’t convince myself any longer that this was okay. I had joined a gym back in 2005. Back then I tipped 118kg, and a size 26. I got down to 112 by exercising a load but not changing my diet one bit. I felt better, but it didn’t last.
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From my very limited experience, I understand that in blogging it’s best to make it witty, or educational, or maybe promote my latest vehicle. Except I don’t have a vehicle, unless you count the Punto sitting outside whom I have stopped loving because she has cost me so much money in the last few months that i could have replaced her by now with a nice shiny Focus. (more…)
