Who’ll give me a car for a spent AA battery?
Nothing at all to do with Northern Ireland politics or culture, but I thought this was quite fun.
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Round up of Tuesday’s Political Studies Association conference
If you want to get a flavour of the proceedings at the Political Studies Association conference on its opening day, then the Storify collation below will bring you some of the images, tweets and sounds of the day. Particular highlights included: the Opening Plenary with David Blunkett, Peter Riddell and Matthew Flinders; and the late [...] read our review »
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Have we Learned our own Lessons? Book Review of John Brewer’s Peace Processes
Northern Ireland’s peace process has been promoted as an international success story. The Republic’s Department of Foreign Affairs has its Conflict Resolution Unit, which aims to disseminate the ‘lessons’ of the Northern Ireland peace process. And some of the prominent players in our peace process have travelled abroad to other troubled spots to share their [...] read our review »
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The Creative Class and Northern Ireland
As part of NICVA’s series of masterclasses from its Centre for Economic Empowerment project, there was a morning seminar on the topic of the “creative class” (as popularised by Richard Florida) and its applicability to Northern Ireland. The agenda was to: Explain Richard Florida’s idea of the “creative class” and the link between economic outcomes [...] read our review »
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Deja -vu ? I knew I’d seen that before somewhere.
Who’ll give me a car for a spent AA battery?
At those prices you’ll need to go to Moose Jaw or Saskatoon.
Elliot Lake is cheaper
But you will have to live with the Uranium mines tailings
But you will have to live with the Uranium mines tailings………
and never need a night lite.
Thanks for that, Michael. A very heart-warming tale indeed and cheered me up after the dreariness of all the Twalfth brouhaha.
I thought how appropriate his new home is to be in a town called Kipling as his adventure might have been inspired by the spirit of the UK’s favourite poem (if not mine), Rudyard Kipling’s If.
I’m inspired.
I’ll swap Herself for Catherine Zeta-Jones.
Oh, God! Herself was peeking over me shoulder just earlier. She just ‘harrumphed’ and said “Tell the I’ll sawp you for any another useless old drunkard, provided he can at least dance the Polka”.
Since she has never before expressed any interest in Polish dance I don’t quite know what to make of this remark.
Rory
cha cha cha
What about the Texan Two Step?