- …A Jedi craves not these things – Yoda
Anyone who wants a little bit of excitement in their lives should take up a job that involves driving in Ireland. Specifically something small and nippy, along backroads, in wet, nah, apocolyptic conditions, with the odd farmer in a jeep or tractor that comes out of no where, floods that block all the main roads, and a complete disregard for the wheels of your chosen chariot (you have to in Ireland, cant see the road for the pot holes on the back roads!)
This morning I arrived into work about an hour and a half late. The reason, Global feckin Warming causing the mental storms we are having and the flooding that resulted in New Ross being unpassable
Here is my route this morning ala Google Maps
Please bear in mind that i first went to New Ross, only to turn back and make for Inistioge!
Now, with the knowledge that it would be easier for Kilkenny Senior Hurling team get through to the final of the world figure skating championship than go home through New Ross, I decided that some wandering was required.
Here is the route i took home! (i took a few wrong turns, but it all worked out in the end!)
And here are some pics:
Try driving thorugh Co. Tipperary twice a day if you want to see crappy road surafces lad, they have to be the worst in the country by a long way. Even when the snow was there a while back it was the only county that i pass through each day (Laois, Offaly and Limerick being the others) that hadn’t the roads gritted. Their county council is as solid useless as their hurling team!!!
As for tractors pulling out of nowhere, i wish i had a fold away bazooka that a great philospher once referred to, to blow the stupid bastids clean off the main road. Feckin spud pickers, pulling out into oncoming traffic that’s travelling at speed and then proceeding to plod along at 20mph with an overloaded trailer, inbred cunts the lot of them.