Archive for August, 2010

Mack’s Craic.


Well it Looks like Nick Clegg will have to add “baby sitting” to his list of important responsibilities. David and Samantha Cameron gave their new baby girl a Cornish name, “Florence Rose Endellion”. I’m guessing the Cornish bit is “Endellion” which is a bit too close to “dandelion” for me. Still, it could have been […]

Mack’s Craic.


We finally got our car back! It’s been off the road for two weeks having a new engine fitted. The dealer said it should have cost £8000 but we didn’t have to pay anything. Luckily it’s a four year old car with a 5 year warranty. “Making Whoopee” is a strange euphemism. But accurate for […]

Mack’s Craic.


It’s over a week since we’ve seen our car. It broke down on the M6 last Saturday night. The dealer says he’s waiting for a part. That part is an ENGINE! They found oil in the coolant and when that happens, it’s all over. Princess Anne has turned sixty. You’ve got to hand it to […]

Mack’s Craic


The last time I saw my aunty Pat was twenty-eight years ago. I was seventeen, it was the early hours of the morning and she was sitting in her broken down car on the hard shoulder of the M62. When my dad and I arrived to rescue her, she said, “the oil light came on […]

Mack’s Craic.


I’ve been out a lot lately. Notice I didn’t say “out and about”? I wish I knew why radio people are always “out AND about” never just “out”. It must be for the same reason that they call awards “gongs”, songs “tracks” and headphones “cans”. That reminds me, I saw a bloke wearing full size […]