“Come eat tomatoes with me, sing me something new” – Vicky Everitt (1997). I took some of this story out of my upcoming book to share it on my blog today… Oh Vicky, I have no idea if you’ll remember me or not. But you left your mark on this nomadic Northern Irishman back in Read more about The Night I Didn’t Sh@g Vicky Everitt in Belfast City, Northern Ireland[…]
I had to double check the mirror time and time again. Spots were growing at a huge rate. I felt OK inside, I wasn’t ill and mentally I was fine. But externally, on the crazy border crossing from The Gambia to Senegal, I had somehow got about 30 – 40 small spots on my forehead. Read more about The Day I…Got Loads of Spots on My Head in Senegal[…]
“Out comes the goalkeeper [Rinat Dasaev no less]. Nat too sure this time. And it’s a goal! Terry Moore taking the credit for that” – Northern Irish commentator (1988) commenting on the night Glentoran were 1-0 up and just a goal away from taking the mighty Spartak Moscow to extra time in Belfast City. My Read more about The Day I…Lobbed the Goalkeeper From 30 Yards in Afghanistan[…]
Before I tell the story of the day I worked in 2 continents within 24 hours, let me tell you that I know this isn’t cool, or rare, or unique, or even special. I’m aware of that – every day of the week people work in 2continents sometimes even 3…think of the man who has Read more about The Day I…Worked in Two Continents Within 24 Hours[…]
“No regrets, they don’t work” – Robbie Williams Ok so the story goes, in 2001, I started working for the Halifax, which was then a Building Society and later became a bank as part of the Halifax Bank of Scotland. It’s well known in the UK – the Halifax Bank. If you read a story Read more about The Day I…Got Sacked By the Bank For Increasing the Interest Rates[…]
“Travel blogging killed a radio star” – lyric alteration from the Buggles. I’ve always loved radio. Background banter. Something you don’t need to watch while you listen to it. You can do other things and have the football, music or chat show on in the background. I love working on radio. During my teenage years I Read more about The Day I…Did An FM Radio Show Naked in Bournemouth, England[…]
“We are never gonna survive, unless we are a little crazy” – Seal I introduced a friend and former house mate of mine, John Johnson on here before. Yes, he’s the guy who drank a pint of his own urine for Children in Need. On life’s corridor, you are unlikely to ever meet a crazier Read more about The Night My Mate F**ked a Donkey In My Living Room[…]
“There’s a bridge to the other side, don’t take your eyes from the prize.”- Dodgy Get ready for it to pour out of me. It feels like some back tracking is needed to my teens and a follow up to last Friday’s Paddy Campbell story. This won’t fill you with wonder or excitement, but it’s something Read more about The Day I…Got 6 A Grades in my GCSEs (and the Aftermath of the Great Exam Heist)[…]