Monthly Archives: August 2010


See. We’re not just here for the nasty things in life. Photographed this very afternoon at the start of the RDS Horse Show was two-year-old Emma Kinahan, from Westmeath, who is competing in her first Aga Khan.

Emma is happy she doesn’t look like ‘mid-career’ Van Morrison, like all her friends.

Nat Latest: ‘Joke from my sick bed’: “I’d heard about the horse whisperer who’s appearing at the Dublin horse show but was unable to find an appropriate pic of Sarah Jessica Parker engaging in a bit of whispering. The cavernous-gobbed harridan.”

Come, Nat, this isn’t Joe.ie.

I know. We wish.

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yb6z4HTwWR4

Sorry, Karl. No fanboys in on Wednesday.

This little gem had Broadsheet in floods of tears as young men, much as randy Uncle Mike would make us cry when he bit us. But unlike Mike, Flight of the Doves is not paralysed down one side of its body with severe gout in both legs and married to a woman who pees in a bag.

In fact Flight of the Doves has aged impeccably. This section deals with pretty much everything that was to happen 30 years later. It opens outside a synagogue in Temple Bar (actually The River Club), where two scamps are hiding in bins…

Yes. We know. We know. We’ll keep it brief. Sile Seoige (outside the BS offices this morning….not!) is going to cover Newstalk’s Tom Dunne mid-morning slot. It’s only our favourite mid-morning radio show (it’s a vinyl thing, kids). So none of your Enya, missy. And leave George Byrne alone.

Sile Gets Coveted Holiday Slot (Ken Sweeney, Irish Independent)