Lise Hand: Eamon's in Land of Denial and not even a mouthful of trouser leg can drag him back
IT would've wrung a tear out of a heart of stone. There are few of us who haven't dwelled at least once in that lonesome state called Denial, refusing point-blank to accept that it is, like, so O.V.E.R. despite all the evidence to the contrary.
But there was Eamon Gilmore on the radio yesterday morning, stoutly adamant that everything was hunky-dory between himself and Social Protection Minister Joan Burton. There's no hassle in the castle.
Oh dear. Even the most flinty-hearted of listeners must've felt a soupcon of sympathy for the poor crathur. Firstly, the Labour leader's appearance in the RTE studio had sparked a return of the original Scary Sean who routinely lunched on hapless politicians, as opposed to the cuddlier Sean O'Rourke who has settled into the mid-morning slot on Radio One.