A thursday round up of sorts.

Yesterday's run was good, I ache slightly-as I predicted-but nothing so terrible that I want to scream and gobble Ibuprofen.
The abortion case is to be heard today- I will update as soon as I learn anything.
Our glorious leader B-B-B-ertie is slowly and surely being drowned in a big vat of his own mendacity, money went thither and yon, in brown paper bags and briefcases and dinners with 'friends'. Looks like he won't be able to cry/sulk his way out of this one.
Manchester United sent someone to play for them last night, while the real team sat in a bar somewhere getting waiters to make them up prawn sambos. This resulted in Milan whipping the dopplegangers' ass hard and handing it back to them on a plate.
Some beer was drunk in disgust.
Work on the new M3 moterway has been halted mere days after Minister Dick Roche turned the first sod, as a Wooden Henge (as opposed to stone) has been discovered. FG wonder aloud why 'a combination of €30m and 500 archaeologists could have missed the site.

"This situation would be hilarious if it weren't so serious," FG transport spokesperson Olivia Mitchell said.

"The entire M3 project has been brought to a crashing halt by the discovery of a four-acre archaeological site in its path."

The route had been "selected after many years of examination and excavation and after the NRA assured us this was a safe route in terms of archaeological significance"."

Meanwhile we all get to sit in our cars swealtering away in some of the hottest weather ever recorded for Ireland.
And stil the world turns
Yeah.