Red Monkey

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For Ená


Opened the door as quiet as a mouse

but wait

I have a bouncing red monkey in my house....

Not even Cesar Milan could help,

I have watched every episode, and still we yelp,

a big bundle of energy,

waiting by stairs for a leaf to blow,

or the next cardoor to slam,

she waits

she wants to pounce,

to be the sting in that cats tail...

bark bark bark jump jump jump

nothing i do or shout ever disturbs her protocol, her job is to maintain the defences, keep everyone out!


what will i ever do with this big jumpin barkin' big red monkey o mine?!


Five Minutes of Heaven

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Sat in last night watching the film "Five Minutes of Heaven" last night on BBC2, and for 80% of the film I enjoyed it, although, I have to say I got really fucked off when they had Liam Neeson walking towards the opposite side of the town when he was supposed to be heading to the Celtic Club, and also they set Hill Street as if it was in the middle of Kilwilkie when its actually NOT!

Fucking really pissed me off, if you're going to base a film screenplay on a true event, then at least get the fucking facts right.

Although apart from that, I really enjoyed Neeson's "broken man" and Nesbitt's "borderline scitzo".

Just would like to get that point across! lol


Amnesia at Thirty

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At 15, one still has some hope . . .

a positive outlook ? . . .

some would say a rose tinted view of life.

At that age, everyone has mistakes to make, rules to break, promises to make and never keep, secrets to hold on to...

At 15, that was my life.

I wasn't an easy child at the best of times, and my parents certainly never had a minute to think for themselves with me.

I still find myself remembering what I put my poor parents through and find myself horrified in the mirror at some of the things I did.

Mitching was the least trivial in perspective to all of this lol, and I would have to say my choice of boyfriends was definately not the best lol.

At 15 your hormones are raging, you hate your parents, you hate your life, and your friends are your only "refuge", well you are bound to make some fucking stupid mistakes!

On Saturday night, I was having a drink with some of the girls that I work with. Halfway through the night I found myself defending one of the girl's daughters who had come up in conversation during the night.

My friends daughter is 16, eight years my junior . . . and is going through "that time" and she just couldn't understand why her daughter acted the way she had. All the girls jumped and I could just hear . . .

"I would put her out"

"Batter her te fuck"

"If she was mine I'd have her fuckin killed so I would!"

To be honest I just found myself thinking " Do these women not remember what the hell it was to be 15 or 16?"

So I put the question to her . . .

" I do aye, but that's why she won't be gettin' up to any of that shite, I know what we were all at when we were young, so I know what she is at, and I'm havin' non' o' it!"

"Fair 'nuf but you do realise she hates ya?"

"Fuck 'aff"

"Come on down 'aff yer high horse and remember when you were 16, are you tellin' me ye didn't hate yer fuckin' ma an' da?"

"No I did not, we mighta fought an' all but tha's all in the past naw"

"Come on, yer telling me everything was sugar an' spice with yer ma an' da? **ripple of laughter around the room** Yer honestly gon' ta sit there an' tell me you never hated yer ma or yer da?"

"Aye, I didn't"

"Fair 'nuf but when I was 15 I fuckin' hated mine!"

"Good for you but we ain't all you"

And then one of the others joined in

"Well I remember me an' my da couldn't even sit in the same room fer fifteen minutes an' we would 'av killed one an'naw"

"See told ya - did you fall an' hit yer head missus?"

"Fuck aff you" **Laughs**

So true though, you would think some parents were born into this world as adults and never had a teenage rebellion . . .

Seems like once people hit thirty, marry, and have kids, they suddenly have amnesia and forget their teens lol.

Then they wonder why their kids hate them?