Yesterday saw the launch of Ireland’s latest mobile advertising sales agency. Yappy has been set up by Electric Media and it’s sister company Media Brokers. With Michelle O’Keeffe, Managing Director of Media Brokers, at the helm this new company offers a full mobile advertising consultancy. I went along to their breakfast presentation at Fallon & Byrne to get the lowdown – and a nice bowl of granola!

Last Friday and Saturday nights were Imelda May’s as she rocked Dublin’s O2, the Point Depot to you and me, in a double homecoming gig. And boy did the Liberties belle make some noise – the shows were rollicking from beginning to end. Of course I’d heard about Bono’s surprise appearance on stage on Friday night, where he dueted a stomping “Desire” with May. We made our way to the venue across a wind swept Eastlink bridge on Saturday night wondering if there would be a Second Coming…

My favourite mode of transport, apart from my bike of course, is the Luas – it’s like my own Bat Mobile to The Northside. A five minute ride to Clerys (for ladies who don’t do BT), Easons and Foam Café when I want to travel in style. Last night I jumped out on Abbey Street and straight in the door of Sheries, the perfect pit stop before Peer Gynt at the O’Reilly Theatre. We slipped into a comfortable spot for an hour’s munch. Creamy lattes were followed by a hearty chicken curry, just like mammy makes, and a Spanish omelette with chips. I must mention the service in Sheries, not for the first time, as the guy in charge of this joint really is top of his game.

The Gaiety is a Dublin institution that means something to everybody in this city. Blood red and yellow gold, its dizzying balconies and velvet drapes are pure vaudeville. The Gaiety, Dublin’s longest established theatre, has retained a dusty nostalgia and sitting under the giant chandelier I’m transported back to my youth. No, not Victorian times! But to my college days and late nights, all danced out on Gaiety Saturdays, hiding out in the upper circle with herbal cigarettes clouding the air… Last night I was back in South King Street for Gardenia by Les Ballet C de la B.

I don’t know what had me more excited, Abba musical Mamma Mia or a visit to the Grand Canal Theatre. Anyone who saw my favourite Docklands neighbour Harry Crosbie on the Saturday Night Show last week will know that the theatre was born of blood, sweat and tears. And well worth it too! Home to many top productions since its opening, the Grand Canal Theatre is modern, comfortable and relaxed. But the view of the impressive canal basin is the best bit – and you can see Harry’s gaff from here!

No rest for the wicked last weekend, as I packed in as much socials as possible. Paris Hilton once said “You should live everyday like it’s your birthday” – wise words lady! Kick starting with Arthur’s Day on Thursday 22nd I found myself propping up the bar at Oil Can Harry’s on Lower Mount Street. It’s been years since I’ve been to this particular watering hole and it hasn’t changed much from the gig venue I used to haunt in my college days. Still a top “old man” pub, with plenty of nooks, there was a contemporary choir and a great singer with acoustic guitar entertaining.