workday miscellany

annieatkins:

Lovely picture. I used to have an office above this place and would eat overpriced Marmite every day.

theresalighton:

I finally plucked up the courage to go into the tiny, olive-scented Lilliput Stores tonight. I thought it was a posh deli that sold overpriced Marmite, and it is, but it’s also home to some of my favourite fancy goodies. And tis but a monocle’s throw from my mansion - what luck!

A delightful emporium to be sure! Love their olive bread.

Beer of the evening. Amazing.

from the amazing Hyperbole and a Half. Her drawings are even funnier than her writing.

Nerdcrush.

Covet covet lust covet.

I don’t think I’ve ever been to a pub on opening night before. But tonight, I went to Mulligan’s, and it was good. So good I am drunktumblring.

On the cycling thing I just posted: that is exactly how I feel when I’m cycling in Ireland, and precisely why I don’t cycle around town any more. I cycled all over the place in Italy, at all times of the day and night, in various stages of sobriety and intoxication, on the most rickety of bikes. I…

My two eurocents on cycling:

I re-learned to cycle as an adult while living in Amsterdam. In the process, I had two pretty serious falls, the first of which landed me in hospital. I doubt I’d have survived either in Dublin - cyclists are afforded so much more space in other European cities.

And yet, I cycle in Dublin, daily, helmetless. I’ve had to adjust my expectations regarding driver behaviour (reckless idiots) and pedestrian behaviour (even worse). I take it pretty handy and I avoid main streets where I can and the south quays always. I never cycle with an umbrella or an ipod or a coffee or when drunk or using my phone (all things I did in various combinations in Amsterdam).

Three years in, I have yet to fall off, or have a scary near-miss in traffic. And, most surprisingly, I feel safe.

bingoparaphernalia:

“I know I took three morning-after pills to try and flush him out, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love him.”

I can’t believe I’ve spent all these years not watching Green Wing.

I am long overdue for a Green Wing re-viewing. Amazing.

Even the rubbish picture quality can’t take away from the awesomeness of this scene.

Go see this film. And call your mammy afterwards.

theresalighton:

via -dont-forget- (via Natalie Dee)

Yup. It’s either that or mens’ hats.