Cometh the hour, cometh the…entrepreneur?

In the hours leading up to last night’s RTÉ news, I was watching a movie featuring Bill Murray : ‘The Man Who Knew Too Little’. It was a daft plot – American visits London, stumbles into what he thinks is a street theatre event but is in fact a real-life conspiracy to re-start the Cold […]

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Cometh the hour, cometh the…entrepreneur?

In the hours leading up to last night’s RTÉ news, I was watching a movie featuring Bill Murray : ‘The Man Who Knew Too Little’. It was a daft plot – American visits London, stumbles into what he thinks is a street theatre event but is in fact a real-life conspiracy to re-start the Cold […]

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About last night…

Wasn’t last night’s presidential debate a gas? The main reason, of course, was Vincent Browne.  He was at UCD in my time – a big man in UCD’s Fine Gael – and although we moved on different planes (he got involved, I stood with the Derry crowd, our arses against the  corner radiator, over-awed), I […]

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About last night…

Wasn’t last night’s presidential debate a gas? The main reason, of course, was Vincent Browne.  He was at UCD in my time – a big man in UCD’s Fine Gael – and although we moved on different planes (he got involved, I stood with the Derry crowd, our arses against the  corner radiator, over-awed), I […]

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Going home, feeling humble

When I heard politicians say they felt humbled, I used  want to kick them. Since last night, I’m scrapping that one. No more did-he-say-‘humbled’?/swift boot in bum. Changed man. My conversion came as I emceed a meeting in Omagh,  addressed by Martin McGuinness and a range of other people.  It was a splendid evening except […]

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Going home, feeling humble

When I heard politicians say they felt humbled, I used  want to kick them. Since last night, I’m scrapping that one. No more did-he-say-‘humbled’?/swift boot in bum. Changed man. My conversion came as I emceed a meeting in Omagh,  addressed by Martin McGuinness and a range of other people.  It was a splendid evening except […]

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So – the Late Late Show – how was it for you?

I watched a lot of twitter during RTÉ’s presidential debate and some tweeterers (twitterers? twits?) got a bit sniffy about holding this debate on the same show as Jedward.  Yeah, right, Jedward should have complained. Big deal. You’re a politician, you go to the places where people gather. And in Ireland, God help us, we […]

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So – the Late Late Show – how was it for you?

I watched a lot of twitter during RTÉ’s presidential debate and some tweeterers (twitterers? twits?) got a bit sniffy about holding this debate on the same show as Jedward.  Yeah, right, Jedward should have complained. Big deal. You’re a politician, you go to the places where people gather. And in Ireland, God help us, we […]

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He’s the one! Or him? OK, ANYONE…

I used to interterview graduate students who wanted to become teachers. Since there were four applicants for every place on the course, the room tended to have more than its share of tight smiles and leaky armpits. We were looking for several things, principally a personality suited to teaching and recent experience that matched the […]

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He’s the one! Or him? OK, ANYONE…

I used to interterview graduate students who wanted to become teachers. Since there were four applicants for every place on the course, the room tended to have more than its share of tight smiles and leaky armpits. We were looking for several things, principally a personality suited to teaching and recent experience that matched the […]

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