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You have plenty of time on your hands. Time to stand at the foot of the Dublin Eye holding a photograph.

AND then abseil down the mofo!!!

Go Tina Gates.

She’s off to Everest base camp you know.

Show off.

(Photocall Ireland) Taken this very morning!

Too late. He’s got in through the – oh NO! – cat flap.

Police Protect Woman Who Put Cat In Bin (Reuters)

PS Check out the solemn news report:

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OA6Z9K8QhCs&feature=search

Twink and her daughter Adele (yes, people think they’re mother and daughter) at the opening of Fame The Musical last night in The Grand Canal Theatre in Dublin.

Meanwhile, below, just YARDS away was her former hot-flush pal Linda Martin. They still haven’t made up since Twink was overheard calling Linda a ‘see-you-next-tuesday’.

Asked if she had any plans to chat to her former pal, Twink told the Irish Independent: “No, I haven’t spoken to here, and no, I won’t”

Linda (from only YARDS away remember) blasted: “No, I’m not talking to her after what she did to me. It was awful. It was totally unwarranted. I don’t know why I deserved that because I am such a big fan of hers (Twink). I don’t know what kicked that off, because I am not a ‘C’.

We’re guessing, a possible Double-D?

Twink And Linda Keep Their Distance (Ken Sweeney, Irish Independent)

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EOfy5LDpEHo&feature=player_embedded#!

Sketchy Ice Creams: a brilliant animation from Bird Box Studio.

Who says pain and suffering can’t be cute?

Daily Wh.at

It’s the question everyone (outside Tralee) is asking.

Why did Rozanna Purcell, above, a favourite to win Miss Universe, only end up with a top ten position?

After carefully analysing this handy slide-show, we are now satisfied that Rozanna’s decision to go the full `Krystal-orange’ was the fatal one.

Go on. Have a look if you don’t believe us.

Not you, Karl. Them.

The ‘readers’,

You’ve been listening to Liveline.

Seems the Taoiseach was having a cigarette in the stadium after the Dublin-Cork game on Sunday. Turns out he’s sitting in an open area not designated for smoking.

And a bloke called up Joe. Cowen’s office rang in to RTE to apologise.

‘It could have been another Bradford,” said nobody outside the stadium. A terrified passer by did not add: “You would have thought the leader of the country would know where to smoke.”

Still. It’s good to know he’s back on the cigs. We all are.

Either people are having babies or they’ve taken up smoking again.  

In the Broadsheet office we’re back to the 30-day habit we ditched during the ‘golden years’. Karl, meanwhile, has been chewing the little gangsters ever since Larry Murphy’s release.

PS Cowen’s Choice of Cigarette? We’re thinking Carroll’s.

PPS We know that’s biscuit not a cigarette.