Scruffy TDs? I know how it feels to get a Dail dressing down
There was a time, long, long ago, when I spent far too much of my life in the Dail press gallery, looking down at the muttering politicians. Conscientiously, I recorded the parliamentary debate that underpins the national sovereignty for which patriots laid down their lives. Stuff like, "Yer only an oul Blueshirt, so ye are."