
Although the epileptic may get warnings of an oncoming electrical brainstorm, others don’t get such advance notice, and so, as far as the bystander is concerned, the seizure comes out of nowhere, transforming the person they know into someone they very definitely don’t know.
IT IS hard to imagine how anyone with a little foresight could ever starve in Slovenia, in south-central Europe, where I spent the last week.
IMAGINE it’s 14 years into the future. Imagine that you run a major charity. Or you’re a successful MEP. Or you’re a TV star. Or a senator. You’ve done well, you’re popular, you’re happy.
YOU have no idea how lucky you are.
AS ONE of my Facebook friends aptly put it, now that Queen Elizabeth and President Barack Obama have left our shores we’re back to the French and the Germans dropping in to tell us how to run the economy.
During the Noughties Government buildings entertained interlopers.
YEARS ago one of my best friends told me that “all people are mad, it’s just a question of degree”. It has stuck with me ever since. What is “normal”? What is “mad”? Is one better or worse? Who decides?
IF Michael O’Leary of Ryanair could make money selling toilet paper on his planes, he would do it, and he has been quite candid about it.
ANY thoughts that having the Democrats in control in the US would favour Europe in the Doha WTO negotiations have been quickly shattered.
THIS winter a small flock of long-tailed tits has become a regular visitor to my bird feeding station.
OPPOSITION politicians are having a field day with the septic tank issue in rural Ireland, gladly joining protesters who are packing village halls in their hundreds to rail against the €50 fee for tank inspections.
WHAT is it about barbecues that brings out latent culinary skills in even the most kitchen-shy lads; perhaps it is the primeval thrill of playing with fire that generates a rush of excitement.
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