Opinions Matter with Adrian & Jeremy

A petition backed by the NSPCA has racked up nearly 20,000 signatures calling on the Ministers for Transport and Agriculture to keep sulky horses off Irish public roads — not just racing, but any sulky activity at all.

Adrian and Jeremy go head-to-head on whether horses and traps have any place in modern traffic, with Jeremy calling it outdated and dangerous, and Adrian arguing councils should provide proper tracks to get the racing off the roads.

Callers weigh in on animal welfare, kids driving sulkies, horrific crashes, and the “culture and tradition” defence — with plenty of rows along the way.

A listener called Killian gets in touch after his friend — a Dublin-born black Irish model — appears in an ad for a well-known Irish company… and the trolling that followed is absolutely vile.

Adrian and Jeremy ask the question straight: why do some people get so triggered by a black person representing an Irish brand? Is it just plain racism, or is it being dressed up as “DEI” and “not representative”?

It’s the weekend “Get It Off Your Chest” episode, and Adrian and Katie are in full chaos mode from the White Sands Hotel in Portmarnock.

It kicks off with Adrian arriving in like a hero with two 99s… only to discover Katie can’t stand ice cream. From there it turns into a full-on listener pile-on: curry haters, coffee haters, trifle slander, ghetto food rows, and all the weird stuff everyone else loves but you can’t.

Then Angry Darren “boils my piss” over roundabouts, Katie admits to bus-lane behaviour, and the pair swap the biggest lies they’ve ever told… including a Garda escort to Fitzgibbon Street.

Michael O’Leary regularly calls for a two-drink limit in airports to tackle the rise in drunken disorder on flights. Adrian says it’s terrifying being trapped in the air with aggressive passengers… while Jeremy reckons if you “need” a few pints before boarding, you’ve got a problem.

Then Terry rings in and detonates the whole debate: he says his holiday starts in the airport, he can put away 7 or 8 pints before take-off… and he even admits he threw punches mid-flight after a disgusting comment about his missus.

Is a drink limit common sense, or punishment for normal people because of a few eejits?

A Bray mam gets in touch after her 6-year-old daughter comes in crying… because the little lad from across the road called her a “stupid, useless bitch”, told her “men are in charge”, and even threatened to “teach her a lesson”. All while she can regularly hear the parents roaring and tearing strips off each other at home.

So what do you do when you’ve no “proof”, only a seriously disturbing warning sign? Ring the guards? Call Tusla? Knock in to the mother… or mind your own business?