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 →
Filed under life
Tagged as A - Irish, abbatoir, animal, animal lover, animals, BBC, blackwater, blackwatertown, charlotte rampling, credit crunch, donkey butcher, economic, horse, Ireland, jane fonda, Joanna Lumley, jockey, jump, jumper, knacker, louth, michael mcaleese, nenagh, race, racehorse, rebecca morelle, recession, redundancy, redundant, slaughter, steeplechase, syndicate, they shoot horses don't they, tipperary, tom hogan, train
March 5, 2011 · 12:54 am
THE JUMPER, worn by somebody or another.
Black and white. Or navy and cream? Chunky, practical, ratty, bobbly. Definitely Faroese. Stabbed in the shoulder, but since recovered.
The new star Continue reading →
Filed under art, life
Tagged as alexandra heminsley, alison graham, art, BBC, blackwater, blackwatertown, cocktail, dangerous dining, danish, denmark, detective, ikea, jumper, nordic noir, parsnip, parsnip drink, ping pong, sarah lund, sofie grabol, story, sue perkins, the killing, thriller, TV