The Government wrings its hands, but policies drive income to capital
IN that hilarious depiction of Irish mores, "McCarthy's Bar", one scene describes the reactions of different nationalities at a traditional music session. While the Americans took photographs and the Swedes took notes, the Irish stood at the back, talking about property prices.
Guilty as charged, m'Lud. On holiday in Umbria, I freely confess to looking at the prices of all those alluring villas and converted stables. Don't we all? It's not that I have the slightest intention of buying one - it's just that national obsession with how things are going with property.
They seem to be going well - or is it ill? One could again sell up in a decent urban area of Ireland and buy - if not the luxurious pad which would have been possible in 2005 - a very nice retirement home in a sunny place.