May 30, 2011 · 11:04 am
Is this the best job in the world?
No – I’m not talking about looking after that island off the Queensland coast. According to the bloke who won the competition to do it, it wasn’t as much fun as he’d expected. It tired him out. Too much blogging too.
And it’s not this massage man either. As he says himself, he doesn’t even get to belong to a trade union and he has to work all hours. (Question: Should I have embedded the video in this post? Or is it too saucy? Or just funny? Let me know. Really. I have to keep tabs on my Charlotte Rampling rating.)
He longs for his own little desk. And no wonder. He must have heard of this person. The person I met last week. The person who really does have the best job in the world.
He – or she – works in a British government department of diminishing importance with nobody you’ve ever heard of in charge. Best not say exactly which one. It’s somewhere round Continue reading →
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March 17, 2011 · 2:50 pm
Shergar - One titan of the turf to escape the knacker's yard. (Or did he become the world's most expensive hamburgers? The mystery continues...)
I could have called this – They shoot horses, don’t they? But with friends going through or facing redundancy – or like myself having been made (voluntarily) redundant – I’ve gone a different direction.
I’ve been told I have a tendency – a talent or a failing – to see positive aspects to seemingly dire scenarios. Perhaps this is an example. So without wishing to minimise the pain of redundancy, it’s better than a quick trip to the donkey butcher.
Or perhaps this would work better as a metaphor for Ireland’s current economic ills. In fact, skip the metaphor, it’s a direct result of it.
If you’re an animal lover, look away now. (Though there are a couple of very cute horsies at the bottom.) Continue reading →
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