It was the Sneaky Pint’s honour to interview the one and only Bob Dillon on the eve of his 80th birthday. Who’d have thought we’d find him perched up at […]

  Now I’d jumped the fence at Mrs. Sweeney’s many times in the retrieval of footballs, so as I ran down the side of the house, the only thing on […]

  We were 10 years old. That magic age where you’re still innocent, but smart enough to run rings around your parents….almost. There were 3 of us. As tight as […]

Its been a year since the plague rolled into town. We’re getting used to it, getting wise to its ways. Living with the plague meant that something as innocuous as […]

The Sneaky Pint does not reveal sources. Names have been changed to protect the guilty. Brian was a Poet regular back in the early days, when the paint was still […]

1. Go to the Poet more often. Sounds obvi, but if you don’t try to constantly improve yourself in today’s world you’re going backwards. 2. Watch a lot less t.v […]

  As alternate realities go, the last 4 years have been pretty tame I suppose. Rioting in the streets of the U.S, unchecked climate change denialism, unchecked pandemic denialism, talks […]

As we emerge like butterflies from our cocoons this week, let’s take a second to reflect on everything we’ve been missing since this godforsaken pandemic decided to encroach on our […]

He became known as Buile Suibhne. He was the loyal regent of the king of Dál nAraide, Congal Cáech, but more of him later. The Cruithin People, who originally came […]

Ever feel like life is slipping by you? Like an old friend wearing a facemask, who you didn’t recognise until it was too late and then they were gone. Vanishing […]

  The origins of the limerick are a little contentious And though they’re quite often licentious Some say it’s Nantucket But dump that in a bucket For the truth is […]

The Poet’s Clurichaun As you’re no doubt painfully aware, the Poet is shut and has been since mid March. It’s a terrible state of affairs and the last thing you […]

(Part 4 of The Adventures of Paddy and Manuel.) Sea spray blew in a not so fine mist across the deck of The Irish Rover as it’s bow crashed through […]

The Buggered Pelican (Part 3 of The Adventures of Paddy and Manuel.) Francois L’Olonnais, the most feared French pirate in the south seas, licked his lips as he stood before […]

The Flying Dutchman (Part 2 of The Adventures of Paddy and Manuel.) This isn’t Netflix peeps, so I’m not going to catch you up, but I will tell you that […]

Paddy Quinlan was a stowaway on a Spanish pirate ship called “La Espada Sangrienta”, the year was 1790, and while his adventures to this point had been both hair raising […]

His name was Jack. An auld fella from Belfast. A grizzly white beard. A curly white mop of hair and the bluest eyes you ever did see. He lived rough, […]

  Love. I mean we all love Guinness and in it’s own black and creamy way, Guinness loves us back. It’s a powerful love, but recently the Sneaky Pint learned […]

Getting to The Drunken Poet is becoming harder and harder. Whether you catch public transport, a taxi, an uber or drive yourself; the journey there is getting increasingly problematic. Most […]

You’ve no doubt found yourself at the bar of The Drunken Poet, gazing up and pondering life and its many twists and turns. Perhaps your eyes have rested on the […]

It might surprise some of you cretins to know that the Sneaky Pint has quite often risked life and limb in pursuit of a story. After coming home from this […]

Selina O’Brien is a proud Irish Traveller. She loves travelling; it’s in her blood. The lifestyle of always being on the move, meeting new people and seeing new places is […]

  The Sneaky Pint (Scandal monger, investigator and heavy drinker. ) *Names have been changed to protect the guilty. This story was relayed to The Sneaky Pint over numerous chilled […]

If you’ve ever stood at the bar of The Drunken Poet on a Friday night, indulging in the outstanding value of the happy hour ($8 pints of Guinness, Kilkenny and […]

    Darragh Boyle has been playing rings for 20 years. The first time he picked up a ring and threw it on a hook, he felt electricity in his […]