dating boot camp

True Romance

Valentine’s Day is almost upon us. I’ve got a piece about something or other in the Irish Times on Saturday (I’ve almost succeeded in forgetting now). In the mean time though, here’s the most unashamedly romantic thing I’ve ever written, the most unabashedly unromantic thing I’ve ever written and the greatest love song ever recorded. Read the rest of this entry »

“WHAT IS YOUR MAJOR MALFUNCTION, PILE? WE’RE GOING TO FITZSIMSONS… AND THAT’S FINAL!”

The dating boot camp piece I referred to last week is in the Irish Times magazine tomorrow. I’ll post it up here on Sunday but, in the meantime, there’s a sneak preview after the jump. Read the rest of this entry »

WHAT I’VE BEEN UP TO THIS WEEK (DATING BOOT CAMP, DISNEY STARLET, MY LOVELY HORSE)…

1. Dating Boot Camp: Back in February, myself and Corway (who posts on here occasionally) were having a pint in Sinnotts bar in Dublin city centre. It was a Champions League night and girls were coming by with strip club fliers. Invariably they would hand me one and ignore Peter. So I started developing a bit of a complex about this. Read the rest of this entry »