Miche Doherty
michedoherty.bsky.social
Miche Doherty
@michedoherty.bsky.social
Hibernian theatre type
My new hobby is shouting “Use your bloody indicators!” at drivers who can’t hear me.
December 10, 2025 at 7:42 PM
£3.40 to send a Christmas card from Belfast to Dublin. Cheers, Brexiteers.
December 2, 2025 at 7:25 PM
I see that a radio series I was in long ago is being repeated on 4 Extra. I look forward to receiving £14.50 the year after next.
November 27, 2025 at 7:00 PM
When I’m Artistic Director of the World, it will be a capital crime to play Christmas music in public spaces when it’s still bleeding November. #Humbug
November 24, 2025 at 7:07 PM
A kid on the train is kissing his reflection in the window. A future president of the USA, maybe.
September 21, 2025 at 11:45 AM
Watched the first episode of King and Conquerer. I don’t think I’ll watch the second. Not even Juliet Stevenson could save it.
August 24, 2025 at 6:49 PM
Pretty hot this evening (for Ireland anyway). I’m starting to feel like a character in a Tennessee Williams play.
August 12, 2025 at 5:10 PM
Today I learned, from a radio documentary, that Leos Janacek wrote a sinfonietta that I’ve always thought of as “the Crown Court theme.” I’ll never hear it without thinking of William Mervin in a wig.
July 14, 2025 at 1:15 PM
Oh god, it’s still Wimbleding.
July 7, 2025 at 4:06 PM
Great weather for those of us who like men’s legs.
June 20, 2025 at 3:09 PM
An ad for a sanitary product promises “Up to zero leaks.”
June 9, 2025 at 2:25 PM
What looked like a stag party on the train into town (classily swigging Buckfast from the bottle). Now I’m on the train home and a hen party just got on. Yay.
May 23, 2025 at 2:11 PM
A man on the (Belfast to Derry) train was wearing a “Make America Great Again” baseball cap. Imagine going out in public wearing a sign that says “I am a complete git.”
April 25, 2025 at 4:06 PM
When I go to search for something on instagram, I’m presented with suggestions that are 90% shirtless men and 10% Golden Girls and Lucille Ball. Instagram knows me too well.
March 30, 2025 at 11:19 AM
I have obediently agreed to lie for the next seven months about what time of day it is.
March 30, 2025 at 5:30 AM
Through the open window I hear someone practising the time-honoured and infallible technique of calming a dog by shouting at it.
March 26, 2025 at 10:45 AM
I gave my mother flowers and a card and she said “You’re a week early”. So I am indeed. I suppose it’s better than being a week late.
March 23, 2025 at 12:04 PM
The imminence of Mother’s Day brings further evidence that most straight men can’t walk along the street carrying a bunch of flowers without looking incredibly sheepish.
March 22, 2025 at 2:55 PM
March is doing its “Me? Oh, you know me – totally balmy” shtick round these parts. I expect a blizzard within a fortnight.
March 9, 2025 at 1:56 PM
Just read: The Diaries of Mr Lucas by Hugo Greenhalgh. Excerpts from and commentary on the diaries of an English civil servant who was also, as they’d say then, a “practising homosexual.” Focusing mostly on the 60s, it’s a fascinating piece of queer history. #LGBTHistoryMonth
February 19, 2025 at 9:59 PM