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IT’S ALL PORK PIES…
You know the old joke: “How can you tell if a politician is lying? His lips are moving!”. We’re about to embark on three weeks of a general election campaign where a lot of lips will be moving. The last time the Irish people went to the ballot boxes to elect a new government our economy was circling the toilet bowl and about to get flushed; we were told we the people would pay billions to bail out the banks; the Celtic Tiger was fed on a steady diet of greed and subsequently died from obesity; unemployment was heading for 15%; worst of all our sons and daughters had begun to revive an old Irish tradition of emigrating to anywhere but here. At that point the voters said ‘enough’ and booted out the same old crew that…
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I’LL BE MISSING YOU…
My little buddy will be zooming off on her next adventure to Dubai in a day or so and the photo blogging will heat up then “for real” – as she might say. It’s strange how the world has shrunk over the past twenty years or so. When I was her age the notion of spending a summer in Dubai would have been the stuff of high adventure, but today it’s like dropping in on friends in Galway for a few weeks. You hear more and more people saying they have a cousin, sister, aunt in Dubai or Abu Dhabi and they’re on their way out or on their back from visiting them. Social media of course closes the gap a little too and I suppose I’m going to have to succumb to using Skype if I…
