Dreadful night so far at Tolka Park, Shels playing like Liverpool. I'm having a bad few days footballistically.

Off to Tolka Park this evening to see my beloved Shels, who I've been passionately supporting since they went top of the league on March 4.

Never good when the 13-year-old cheeky brat of a goddaughter is taking the piss.

Love these podcasts. I don't have a fraction of the cultural knowledge of the two lads, so love the insights. Watched Glengarry Glen Ross last night for first time, superb.

Enjoyed catching up with a work colleague today who was very supportive when I hit a low ebb a few years back. Many positives to wfh, but think we're going to lose a lot with the erosion of the old face-to-face, pints after work culture.

Those responsible should be sent to prison.

Not saying anything, I'm too annoyed.

Nice morning on the Liffey, sun trying to break through.

The Hut in Phibsboro, one of the Victorian-style pubs in Dublin, and my personal favourite.

Nice evening. I look forward to these Royal Canal tow paths reopening some day, work seems to be taking forever.

Flights booked to Sicily. Can't come soon enough, I adore Sicily.

Grumpy after the match, so revisiting Peep Show, the perfect antidote.

How on earth have we thrown away four points to that shower of shite.

We've underachieved trophy-wise in the Jurgen years, but you are in a regular state of nervous excitement. That's exactly where you want to be as a football fan, I'll be eternally greatful to him, a true managerial legend.

The people I admire most are not those in fancy professions, but those who work in the services sector, bars, restaurants, take aways and the like. The crap they can deal with, and efficiency with which they work, always astonishes me.

Club na Múinteorí, nice little spot for a quiet pint on Parnell Square.

Any tweet about The Auld Triangle and my mentions explode, it's like a cult.

Still only €4.50 for a pint in The Auld Triangle. And you adapt to the odours remarkably quickly. It's a Dublin institution.