There are billions of websites on the internet. Thank you for clicking on my one.
I've had this website for years and I used to use it to collect a load of nonsense about giraffes and a made-up fact about post codes.
The internet has moved on a lot since then, and seeing as I'm not in to data harvesting or Bitcoin scams my website started to feel a bit left out by the whole thing. I have now cleared out the worst of the nonsense, leaving behind a few blog posts and a bit of hope that I will excitedly update it more often.
I veer wildly between late-1990s TV nostalgia, social media pictures of signs which amuse me and occasional serious recollections from when I used to work hard in the travel industry. Keep checking back for a messy concoction of all three, plus a few more travel tales.
In another life I was shockingly miscast as a potential journalist and it's because I tackle serious issues like this. Where do all the spoons come from?
At the end of the time on the breakfast team, I was put through a citizenship test.
As World Cup fever hit Classic Hits 4FM, I played a number of number-guessing games. I'm immensely proud of the result.
I don't really like sport. But if it's going to be filled with the notorious English hooligans, I feel that it needs lots of people like me to counter them. Sensible people need to stop backing away and start drowning them out.
Thousands of people are trying to get in and out the city centre every day and the houses they pass are mere obstacles for them to negotiate.
Eventually something has to give, and today the National Transport Authority announced 1,300 houses would have their front gardens compulsory purcharsed in order to make way for new bus lanes and cycle paths.
Inevitably this means everyone in Dublin has now decided their hobby is gardening.
There is of course a word for this: NIMBYs. These are the people who are happy to pile the kids into their 4x4 before they head out to Dunnes, but they have an ethical objection to anyone else being able to go about their own business.
People in Rio de Janeiro were DISTRAUGHT to hear that their city is going to be colder than Ireland this week.
Brazil's balmy capital, which is currently in the middle of its winter season, is feeling the chill with temperatures of only 18℃C, right now, at 02:34am.
Rio resident Lucas Harrison quit his late-night party to tell reporters, "I can't believe Ireland is going to be hotter than Rio next week - I'm going to pack my trunks and head for Balbriggan!"
Airline Avianca is warning passengers arriving at Rio airport to be prepared for long queues, as it experiences a surge in demand to leave Brazil.
Let me guess: you think your local train service is the worst in the world. There are a lot of contenders for that title at the moment.
As you can imagine, it's a complicated picture. This article will try to boil down a couple of key points to give you something to think about while you're standing on the platform.
That doesn't mean that it's not just that trains are rubbish. There's a bit of that too.
Some listeners tell us what they can sneak into a gig.
The internet is full of fake celebrity endorsements for Bitcoin investments. I can't give you celebrity, but I can share with you my personal Bitcoin story.
I'm a sucker for a good get-rich-quick scheme, because I am permanently dreaming. Problem is I tend to stumble upon get-rich-quick schemes after everybody else has already got rich.
That's what happened with Bitcoin, as I explained to PJ & Jim. If I buy, you sell.
That God-awful TUI advert is able to survive a nuclear apocalypse, the travel agent has revealed.
The marketing campaign for the stupidly-renamed Thomson started in November 2017, and has been appearing on TV, radio and billboards ever since.
The ridiculously smug main character, who inevitably will have been receiving death threats seeing as that's how things are done in 2018, has promised to continue to let us know that "ain't nobody loves me better" even in the event of the worst tragedy.