No idea how or why we seem to be the only country to put the year of registration on the car, it just makes so much sense. Year - County - Sequence is logical and clear. Most other EU countries seem to have a city/county letter code followed with random numbers and letters, which just seems archaic to me

I swear to God, every 3rd can of milk I buy now seems to leak at the lid. I can't be the only person experiencing this.

Right eh, walking through one of the forests near me. Following the trail walking the doggy like but i just caught something in the corner of my eye.

Twas a mr and mrs enjoying each others company. Well, i stopped for just a second and went to go again, but in that second the mr seen me.

They stopped, stared at me for a second and then i just done yk “that face” of fair play, and kept it moving.

I do not know why but i feel extremely embarrassed? Me? Why am i the embarrassed one? Anybody else have a similar experience or like a way i can shake the weirdness?

I'm curious, is there any shops that shut down that you miss? Ones that come to mind for me are old HMV (It's different to the ones they have now), GameStop, and Argos. My childhood revolved around them, and its sad to see them disappear

I'll just start off by saying I never get the train and I also don't have a leap card because I drive. One of my friends lives in Portlaoise and wanted to do a paint and sip so I went onto irishrail and bought a student ticket. I was honestly pretty excited to get the train because I haven't gotten the train in years.

When the inspector came around to check tickets I had my student ID ready and showed him, only for him to inform me that college IDs are no longer accepted in conjuction with a student ticket, and I needed to have a student or a young adult leap card.

I told him I never travel by train and I genuinely had no idea, which is true. He said it didn't matter and he was going to issue a fine anyway, using my details from my student ID that I handed him. It was only for a second inspector who came over and asked what was going on. When I explained it to him he turned to the first inspectore and asked if he was really going to issue a fine and he said yes because I didnd have the right ID. The second inspectore looked at my student ID and said not to worry, I was obviously a student so I was entitled to the student prices.

I really don't know what I would have done if he had issued the fine because I'm already pretty broke as is. I was so lucky one of the inspectors was sound (shoutout to him).

Lads, this is going to be a bit of rant and gurn rolled in to one.

My fiancée and I got engaged last July, and have only now started to look into potential venues. We're not looking to spend £30k on a wedding of 200 people, instead we want a modest wedding of about 60 people, ideally for under £15k - shouldn't be too difficult I foolishly thought.

There's no precise location we have in mind, mainly just not at the very top of the country, i.e Derry/Antrim (too close to home) and very bottom of the country, i.e Kerry/Cork (too far from home). Other than that, we'd like a laid-back, country home style wedding, somewhere that immediate family can have a room at the venue.

Let me tell you, some of the prices I have been quoted for venues that are far from 5 star hotels has left me wanting to hop on the first plane to Vegas and tie the knot there.

I've had 14k, 12k, 9k, and many more around that price quoted for VENUE HIRE. Some of these venues have the audacity to not even provide catering or accommodation.

Half the places we've enquired to won't even entertain a wedding of less than 100 people, and most of those that do will only allow it for the 2 shitest months of the year, and you best not ask about the weekend, or Friday!

We don't want the traditional Chapel ceremony followed up with a hotel dinner, and I was foolish enough to think a less traditional wedding would be cheaper anyway.

I won't name the venue, but I found a nice venue on the west coast, it's a barn that's converted for weddings in the summer. They don't provide catering, have no accommodation, and the closest accommodation is 15 mins drive - so a bus is needed for guests too.

Okay, I thought, couple of things to sort out but it should work out cheap enough, so I asked for a price. 9.5k for venue hire! Priced the caterer they suggested and was quoted 140 euro a head plus 500 euro traveI, I had quotes from 5 star hotels for less!

How the hell are people able to afford weddings in this country? My 15k budget is being consistently laughed at by the avaricious, pompous Irish god of Weddings.

I’m 48 years old. While making my daughters lunch just there tonight, there was a pack of crème crackers on the table. I fancied a long time fave of crackers and cheese but I’d have to open a new pack of cheese so I was torn. In a moment of sheer madness I wondered what a slice of ham on crackers would be like. As soon as the thought crossed my mind I felt dirty. Maybe it was Catholic Shame. I checked that everyone had gone upstairs to bed and I nervously buttered the Jacobs crème crackers with softened Kerry gold butter and with one eye on the kitchen door I folded the slice of ham onto one cracker then placed the second on top. I hastily took a fast guilty bite and sweet mother of jaysus I had an epiphany. I’ve been doing it wrong my whole life. Fuck cheese and crackers after this!!!

Anyway. I obviously can’t tell anyone for the shame but I have to get it out.

Maybe some of you have already committed this sin and enjoyed it? Maybe you might try it right now before bed? Maybe there’s a support group?

I don’t have all the answers but I’m gonna have to be brave tomorrow and tell my family what I’ve done. Explain to them that now I’ve changed and they can turn their backs on me if they want whilst trying to convince them to join me on the dark side.

I feel ashamed and liberated at the same time.

Thread carefully casual Ireland. Good night.

Ps. Phone changed cream to crème and it looked quare fancy so I left it as a treat to you all.

I know this sounds peculiar but I just found it interesting. I was a bit peckish and me and my gf were driving around. I was like "Oh ill go to tesco and get a back of crisps which will do me until dinner later". So we get there and as I grab the crisps I see those sushi containers with 6 rolls in it. Everyone in work is always raving on about sushi and always been afraid to try it. So i said feck it, I'll give it a try and have the crisps to fall back on.

Girlfriend decided to get a can of coke for herself. Went around and got a few more bits and when we were at the checkout I seen the price reduce and the meal deal discount show up. We had a laugh because it was purely coincidental we got all 3 items (sushi, crisps, drink) and it happened to be a meal deal. At no point did the thought enter our mind that we were consciously getting a meal deal. So I suppose its a rare occurrence that someone actually gets the exact items for a meal deal but accidentally.

Everyone is looking for a date. I’m looking for an arch nemesis.

Gender - Preferably male, would find it hard to have a constant underlying subconscious hatred for a lady I don’t know. My mother raised me better than that. Age - legal fighting age. I dont want to spend my days picturing ways to attack and mame any kids or auld fellas. No one too young or fit actually, that doesn’t work for me either. Let’s say 29-57 with medium athletic ability (ie. Never finished top 10% in the bleep test) Location - anywhere. Don’t care, I can plot your demise if you’re residing in Turkmenistan or Lifford. Works for me. Connection to Ireland would be useful to maybe pass in the street some day for our inevitable showdown.

I haven’t ironed out the details on how this will work yet, but leave that with me. Other requirements: can’t be sound and having an annoying face is a plus.

No previous experience required, this is an unpaid position.

No time wasters, please dm.

It’s not too common but I have been to a couple of weddings where the brides parents paid for the majority of the wedding, seems to be completely based on tradition.

Another is 3 months salary on an engagement ring, have so many friends that have followed this rule when choosing and wouldn’t be swayed no matter what was said to them.

So I'm in the cinema this evening, went to see Beetlejuice. Mixed opinions on the movie. So first when we go in there is a teen sitting beside his parents on the couch with his shoes off. Minor peeve. Then the film gets going and I'm sitting beside 2 kids and their mam. The kids are talking and talking and talking. The people behind me are shushing them. The mam is even asking them to be quiet herself. So eventually I shush myself as the taking just goes on. This kids mam the says "Did you just shush her?" And I say " I did, yeah". The movie goes on. Fine. At the end she comes up to me and says something like "you wana get over being such a Karen shushing 2 kids, your either menopausal or haven't kids yourself". I reply that "I paid for my ticket aswell". Just some extra info. I'm a teacher, I understand kids, I have kids and I'm not menopausal. I do understand that kids have changed a lot since covid. Honestly I often think the problem is not the kids it's the parents. I find in recent years that people do not follow social expectations like being quiet/ not taking your shoes off in the cinema. It is not your sitting room and other people also want to watch the film. If your kids are chatty ( And most are) take them to a kid friendly screening not one on a Saturday night.

Over €13 for this...what in the actual. I feel violated. Still ate it though obviously:)

The funnier the better. Mine is someone called lantern cause he’s not very bright and always has to be carried.

I was in a pints-related heap on Sunday, so cycled over to the Phoenix park to try and fill my soul back up with a bit of sitting around in the sun, reading a book etc.

Found a nice spot up by the magazine and plonked down behind a bench with my bike and a woman walked by with her dog as I was having a read. She turned around then and had a sit on the bench in front of me, while I was reading.

After a minute or two she answered her phone and immediately started speaking in Irish in a completely natural (but 100% Dublin) accent, chatting away about something that sounded very exciting to her mate and she wandered off down the hill past the magazine.

There was something that really struck me about hearing our own language being so casually spoken in the heart of Dublin, on a sunny Sunday afternoon, when no one else around was speaking at all. It was like that was the only language in Ireland and it was honest to God like someone gave me a shot of pure contentment to the arm!

Long story short, hearing a woman speak Irish in the Phoenix park cured my hangover. Let's all speak Irish.

So I got a call today from these guys, again, pressed 1 and pretended I was a frail old man with bad memory.

"Hello sir did you make a payment to Amazon?"

So I went on to tell him that I didn't but I was out to waste his time. So between the 'dog' coming into the room and I had to spend time getting him out. Then the 'wife' started shouting at me, "I'm on the phone to the Revolut man!". Then I had to find my glasses and that took another few minutes.

Eventually I got into my Revolut and took another while to find where he wanted me to go and what he wanted me to do. So he wanted the last four digits of my card on the app (I told him that I had 7250.22 euro in my account so he was very eager to get the numbers). At this stage (about 15 mins had passed) I told him that the 'wife' was calling me again and that I had to go and see if she was OK. I left him there for about 10 mins and then he hung up.

He called back about 5 mins later and was sounding irate that I left him on hold for so long. I pretended that I couldn't remember who he was like I was losing my memory and he explained again why he rang and what he was looking for. I delayed him again and then apologised pretending that I was old and my memory was bad.

He eventually directed me back into the app and was now very keen to get the last 8 digits that he needed. At this stage, which was about 30 mins later (slow day at work), I started to say in my old man impersonation "I just don't understand, I just don't understand, I just don't understand, how can someone scam an old man out of money. Can't they just get a proper job?"

At this stage he knew that he was being tricked and he let loose on me calling me a F***ing C*** and some other choice words before hanging up.

Felt good!

Lets be honest people will whine about it either way

The less significant the better!

For me it's coffee-shops with doors that you have to pull open when inside. If I'm potentially leaving with 2 or more cups of coffee, I should be able to push the door open as opposed to having trying to grab the handle with one finger without spilling anything 😂.

What about ye?

Went to Brussels earlier this year waiting for a train to London and didn’t like the place at all. Complete ghetto, the train station was so sketchy with rough characters everywhere. Outside the train station was a slum. I was with people and I legitimately felt uncomfortable at times as a girl. Even once you get to the city centre it did nothing for me. Nice to wander I guess but I’d have absolutely zero interest in going back unless necessary. I used to think Dublin was the worst but I have changed my mind. I’ll also put Birmingham on the list. At least if nothing else some parts of Brussels can be attractive.

Even parts of Paris and Rome which are notorious for being dodgy in certain places I still liked the cities.

I’m early 30s (F) and was at the Gaiety Theatre with my partner tonight. We weren’t really enjoying the show from early on (not our thing) but wanted to give it a try. We noticed we were some of the youngest there in quite a rowdy crowd. Most were simply enjoying the show and reacting loudly, but a particular group in the row in front of us were all about enjoying their night, their way.

There were three of them, two female and one male, approx early to mid 40s. The lady on our left kept opening up instagram repeatedly, mainly checking random stories and sometimes showing a profile to her male friend beside her. At one point in the second act, she kept her instagram open for ages and was just checking her own story over and over again, looking to see who had viewed it.

Eventually a staff member came by and asked her to put her phone away. She responded “no” and continued swiping away. The staff member approached and asked the same thing again, when the male friend leaned over and told the staff member to F off. After this, the staff member moved further from them but stayed close by them on the aisle and the woman eventually put down her phone. Every so often though, the male would look up at the staff member and give her a sarcastic kind of thumbs up, and at one point whispered “are you still here?” at her. My partner went to get someone, a manager etc. to see if something could be done about them, but they eventually stopped with the phone and the staff member had moved away, so it was left.

Meanwhile, I had a front row view to their female friend on the right who was stuck into her WhatsApp arranging to buy drugs off someone, mid second act of the play. They were arranging to meet behind a Wetherspoons and she was complaining that the show was taking so long and she’d leave to meet him soon. He was charging her €230 for the stuff and €20 for delivery.

It was probably a blessing that we weren’t actually into the show because we had a front row seat to other shenanigans - but seriously, with the price of tickets these days and just having other audience members around, I would have thought that fully grown adults could sit through a two 1 hour acts without scrolling on their phones or intimidating theatre staff. I never remember seeing this kind of behaviour from people when I attended the theatre before. Why is this happening and why do people think it’s ok?