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Imagine bringing three different coloured pens into the wee voting booth.

Off to vote for Catherine Connolly

We have four new episodes I haven’t shared because I hate social media now. Also, stop giving us 1-star reviews. This week, I talk about the time I nearly hit the President of Ireland.

Welcome to Dublin. I hope you’re ready to spend €17.50 multiple times a day.

Another great episode of Ireland’s number 1 documentary podcast (true) where I do an impression of Alan Rickman playing Éamon de Valera. open.spotify.com/episode/3J1K...

Support woke independent media by giving my podcast 5 stars you tight bastards.

As a podcaster, it’s heartening to see that even if you’re a hateful bastard in life, heads of state and foreign parliaments will praise you in death. We are truly a special breed.

Went to watch a play set in a pub with Brendan Gleeson in it and by god it gave me the thirst for a pint.

You can learn more about Kochi, Japan in this great episode of Blow-Ins!

Dublin taxi driver at the airport when you have a suitcase: 🤯

Brown envelopes surge in value following news of Bertie Ahern's presidential ambitions

Bertie and FF's policies are the reason you're over 40 and earning the same money you were when you were 25 and can't afford rent or a house. IMO This man shouldn't be honoured with representing our country.

The genesis of this week’s story about Ireland becoming rich and then making an arse if it, as well as ruining a rich Viking site, is this bit of street art which only has one digital fingerprint from an empty Flickr account in 2010.

We’re back on the full stories. You read the title. Here’s your ticket 🎟️

We’re not dead by the way.

Not too sure about this, lads…

We’re back with 2/4 of our summer series. We talk about our favourites and plan a trip to Ireland for our foreign listeners (so Craig can stop writing half a dozen emails of the same request…)

The first episode of our Summer Snug series. Do not dare accuse us of phoning it in…

Getting bags and bags of washing done. Best weekend of the year.

It’s the day the episode is about! Listen to it as you get sunburnt in the garden.

Ordering a Guinness in this weather:

We cover this shite in episode 29!

We talk about the Orange Order and their wee flutes. The story is 1690 words.

I love when a recipe involves a can of Guinness. Could be stew or a cake. Just lash it in.

Sleep deprivation leads to reflections on Dublin's dawn chorus, summer solstice sadness, and slagging spice bag podcasts.

Saw Lana Del Rey was playing in Dublin and had an entire house as part of her stage set. She should rent it out for €5200 a month and retire.

New episode! How does it feel to die and be resurrected — twice? (It’s about doing ayahuasca in the Amazon and mental health)

We can assure you that Blow-Ins is free from AI! 100% pure human shite guarantee

It’s Bloomsday! The Blow-Ins hosts met on their lunch break down Davy Byrnes for a gorgonzola sandwich and a glass of burgundy. Neither of us have read Ulysses, but that doesn’t stop us mentioning Joyce all the time.

“Who is your podcast producer?” If you mean the poor cunt up at 3am every Wednesday evening that would be me.

Wooden sticks, derogatory slurs, rice field field town 田野町, and beef with CMAT. We discuss the divide between urban (Dublin) and rural Ireland.

Episode 24 of Ireland’s favourite podcast made by a Yank and a Scot. No, it's not about a road safety slogan for children.

Evil companies… please reach out.

Me to my co-host after I write an essay about an obscure 1905 watercolour by Irish artist Jack B. Yeats.

Americans on holiday in Ireland always take pictures next to cobbled lanes that I know reek of stale pish and cold kebab.

Under pressure to record a story, Craig turns to a mysterious book about Valentia Island. Stolen slate, fossilised footprints, research stations, and exaggerated Scottish accents… it’s basically Lost, but with worse weather.

22 beautiful stories about Ireland by foreigners! Listen to them before we decide to pack it in and take up woodwork and pottery in our spare time.

We are both out the country this week 😮, but Kara shares how she almost died in Ireland. It’s kind of rude of you not to listen really. We also talk about healthcare in general.

Find out how we came to own the only known copy of The Beach Comber (1905) by Irish artist Jack B. Yeats. Rejected title: Repressed 30-something Glaswegian man discovers art.

Just finished editing tomorrow’s episode about art. In particular, how we own the only known copy of this painting by Jack B. Yeats! It’s fun… honest.

The gospel of episode 19 is spreading far and wide. 🙏 🧈

We have agreed this is probably not our best, but you should still listen to it. Bring a pen and paper.

Big thanks to whoever left this lovely review. You made Kara cry in the queue for a coffee and it looked like I’d just shown her something terrible.

Reviews of the podcast rolling in!

How it feels when you’ve written the best butter/immigration hybrid podcast the world has ever seen.

Romantic Ireland might be dead and gone, but there's always a bit of butter in the bog. Rejected title: I hear you're a racist now, Ireland?

I just know the lad who gave us a 1-star review is in this picture.

Episode 17 is basically this: