The Past is Another Planet
SATURDAY
It’s raining. On Christmas Day! Not just rain, but torrential rain — rain so bad that you half expect the Taoiseach mehole to appear at your front door singing in his Cork accent, ‘I’m from the Regime and, strange though it may seem, I’m here to saaavve you . . . ‘
The sea as it hits Dun Laoghaire harbour is in angry moo…