Ian O'Doherty: Proud to be Irish -- as long as we can all get smashed
Published 18/03/2011 | 05:00
Good Lord. So, here's the deal. It's just gone past 12 noon and, as usual, I'm running late for work.
No big deal -- after all, when you know what you are going to write about then it's simply a question of sitting down and typing it out; which perhaps explains why pretty much every columnist I know is a lazy bugger who leaves everything until the last minute before bashing away at the keyboard in a frenzied panic shouting "nearly there, nearly there" across the newsroom floor every few minutes.
And what was I going to write about? Well, the day that was in it, it only seemed fair to write about our national holiday.