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Man who runs chain of hotels that has staff on zero hour contracts and minimum wage calls for more funding.

You couldn’t make this shit up.

Break out the begging cap.

The owner of a hotel chain which pays the majority of its workers so little that they more often than not don’t make the tax payable threshold (£10,000) now wants more tax payers money to help promote Northern Ireland ( see: fund his empire).

Northern Ireland businesses – taking “taking the piss” to a whole new level.

Verdict: 0 / 5 – Too dear, not unionised, zero hour contracts and NMW.

 

 

 

Carrickfergus.

Ah, good old Carrickfergus. So good they named it once and may have written a song about it.

It’s bad enough that it’s coming down with sectarian murals and smells of wee but it says something when your village elders decide to build a mock village to try and hide the fact that it has become a sectarian, destitute, depraved shit hole.

Spectacular disguise employed by Carrickfergus village elders.
Spectacular disguise employed by Carrickfergus village elders.

 

Verdict 0.5/5 (Avoid like the plague).

 

Ahoghill.

Ventured inland today and visited the scenic village shit hole of Ahoghill.

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The destitute, barren village of Ahoghill bedecked with bunting for no apparent reason.

No hogs and more of a general incline than a “hill”. In true Northern Ireland style Ahoghill is reliably disappointing.

Verdict -3/5 (Avoid. Stay on the B52).

Ballycastle.

Jesus wept!

Spent the day here staring at a few of the local villagers trying to unload a tractor off a ferry at the harbour.

Several hundred local people gathered to watch.

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The annual Ballycastle tractor off loading festival in full swing.

After three hours I was bored stiff and depressed so I took a walk down to the shitty beach. No, really, that’s not just what I thought of it the European Commission thinks it’s too shitty too.

Verdict: 0.5/5 (Avoid).

Giant’s causeway.

Went to the “Giant’s causeway” today.

No giants.

Stood around looking at funny shaped rocks waiting on a fusty smelling Ulsterbus to come and rescue me from the boredom and disappointment.

Stones.
That’s me, second from left. The folks from a local special needs centre looked like they were enjoying themselves. I expect their medication helped.

 

You’d think after 6,000 years they’d have thought of something to do to liven the place up a bit.

Verdict 0.2/5 (Avoid).