In which McManus hears the unintentionally horrifying origin story of Manuel Estímulo.
In which McManus takes us on a whistlestop tour around Dublin and Delia makes a welcome second appearance.
In which McManus gets down and dirty with the press.
In which McManus gets vicious with an innocent creature, tickles fat ladies, and finds cause to be suspicious of Sally.
In which McManus pops to the chemist's.
In which McManus has a glut of new 21st century superstitions to take into account, not to mention the whinging of a Francoist dwarf brothel keeper.
In which McManus deals with trade unionists whose days are numbered, remembers an unmemorable deadly attack on the Luas, and gets some good news from Delia.
In which McManus introduces us to Colonel Seymour Stiveley (who's on to him), is way harsh about our national beverage, and dismisses the gauntlet thrown down by Michael O'Leary.
In which McManus introduces us to Frank, who thinks intolerant people should be taken out and shot. Also, a round-up of the most functional and stylish shades for shady operatives.
In which McManus plays tennis, learns ancient Galway proverbs like ‘People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw parties’, and reveals everything we didn't know about Prince Philip...
McManus presents the Unofficial CIA Cocktail Handbook, a compendium of cheap, easy-to-make, tasteless yet tasteful alcoholic beverages guaranteed to make living in a shithole marginally more tolerable.
Baby gravy train enthusiast and CIA operative Joe McManus introduces us to his world of crafty yanks, super spooks and summary injustices. Climb aboard. It's just a ride.