Meet the latest laughing stock as Bertie comes out of the closet
Published 05/10/2010 | 05:00
Folks were tenterhooks around Leinster House all day yesterday. Everyone was terribly trepidatious -- females walked the corridors together in pairs for safety while men avoided potential areas of ambush.
For once, it wasn't the rising paranoia of political assassins lurking with daggers drawn behind the arras, poised to plunge a fatal knife into the hides of Brian Cowen or Enda Kenny.
No -- this was far more frightening. It was the mortal fear that behind a cupboard or closet was Bertie Ahern, surrounded by vegetables, ginger nuts and the disintegrated remnants of the dignity of his former office.