While writing this post, it must be stressed that I do actually HATE rugby and do most things within my power to prevent me from watching it. However, as I enjoy experiencing lots of different things in life, I’m sure this will not be the last rugby post on here, and definitely not the last…
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For a start I couldn’t find the “umlaut” or whatever button to put the two dashes above the “o” in Zoe, so Miss Salmon I am sorry…but there I was back in a beautiful 1980s Northern Ireland living in the Marlo area and I was a child attending Kilmaine Primary School. In a rare baby…
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I had never lived in any form of official student accomodation before, despite having studied at Belvoir Training Centre (1997 – 1998) and Ards Tech (2002 – 2003), and even when I moved to Bournemouth, England in 2003, I didn’t move into the student halls of residence. 2003 is when I started studying at Bournemouth…
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* This is a very old post, I cleared things up a bit better on the Great Exam Heist and the Aftermath on those articles. This story also appears in my book, Backpacking Centurion Volume 1 – Don’t Look Back In Bangor! It was June 1997 and I said my farewells to a school…
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It was March 2005 and I was in Poland’s capital Warsaw on my 25th Birthday. I had taken a mobile phone with me, but didn’t expect to use it. I turned it on just to check and I had received a text message from Jason Hawkins, head of media at Nerve Media, Bournemouth University. I…
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Back in 1998 in those glory days when simply watching Northern Ireland playing football or getting pished down the Wins (Bangor) or the Monico (Belfast) I happenned to help with an election campaign. It wasn’t by chance and it wasn’t because I wanted to. It was just because I had just turned 18 and life…
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Back in 1991, while in P7, final year at Kilmaine Primary School we often had football matches at lunch and break time. To this day, only one match from that period sticks in memory and what a cracker it was. The primary school used to let us eat lunch in the classroom and in warmer…
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“He wanted Lebensraum in every Polish town” The quote is about Hitler, this blog post is all about my random time at Ards Tech and how the fuck I ended up in England… It was basically by total fluke that I moved to England in 2003. In fact it was because we ran out…
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I had always loved the radio. I used to listen incessantly to Radio 5 live (909 medium wave) and Radio Ulster (1341 medium wave) mainly for the football. But I also enjoyed Mike Edgar’s show on Radio Ulster and plenty of music. It was only natural that when I was 17 and started a course…
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Back in 1997 when I first stumbled upon politics in a big way, I also started a course in Media Techniques and Competences at Belvoir Training Centre in the Belvoir Estate in Belfast, Northern Ireland. In many ways this first period of time away from the bland, middle class British-ness of Bangor was a wake…
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