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To mask or not to mask, that is the question. In the early days of the current crisis, it seemed clear; masks were for those at the frontline only. For the rest of us mere mortals it was too risky putting hands near the face. Lately, the advice seems a bit conflicted. So which is…

It was bank holiday Easter Monday. All of which meant that my regular weekday morning time companion, Marty Whelan, was having a well deserved lie in and his regular substitute Matthieu Norry was taking over at the helm in Lyric fm. Matthieu is ok but he’s not Marty. There’s only one Marty. It was after…

Sunday Miscellany’ is a long running programme on RTE Radio 1. It’s a mixed bag of stories written by listeners. Yesterday morning one in particular caught my ear as it referenced things close to where I grew up. Talk of Premier Dairies and the River Tolka meant the writer/reader grew up close to my own…

No wine had been drunk. No ice cream had been eaten. I did have a few Pringles. It was looking good for the pinch. The guitar had gotten some attention, the other three members of the orchestra were given the day off. My Good Self was not firing on all cylinders. A little below par.…

Ireland survived the Famine. The world got through the Spanish Flu. So there is no doubt but that our topsy turvy little planet will make its way through COVID-19, albeit with much loss. So the question now starting to be asked is; What kind of world will emerge post COVID-19? Will we all just go…

All things considered, My Good Self was still trotting along quite well. Yes, I was lowering down copious amounts of wine. Inded I was also knocking back the Haagen Dazs, the Ben & Jerry’s and the delicious Sunbear gelato. And it’s true, I was keeping the Pringle’s Sour cream & onion crisp industry going all…

It had been a strangely late morning kick off. My Good Self eased out of the hay around nine bells. The day was almost gone. Be all that as It may, the magic boiler was soon in action, the tea was in hand and the guitar was doing its thing. The first mug of Barrys…

It was an absolutely beautiful afternoon. My Good Self had a bit of the old Christopher Columbus feeling going on. The spirit of adventure was coursing through my veins. There was only one thing for it. A wee wander on the southside of the city. The southern half of Dublin is the wealthier side. Leafy…

Politicians often come in for criticism. By times it is fair, often it is not. My Good Self believes that most people who enter politics do so with the genuine idea of making the world a better place. The problem with politics is that it is a game of compromise. It is extremely difficult to…

So which country is dealing with COVID-19 the best? There are different strategies being employed all around the world. My Good Self has been impressed with Leo and the lads. A gradual path to lockdown with an excellent address to the nation by Leo on Paddy’s Night. I remain highly sceptical of the ‘herd immunity’…