My week: Regina Doherty
Monday: Up bright and early for the long drive into Dublin. I don't want to miss another deadline, like the one last Friday when Fine Gael forgot to submit a nomination for the vacant post of Leas-Cheann Comhairle.
How was I meant to know that doing it was part of my new job as Chief Whip?
I still don't see why the usual suspects had to be so nasty about it. Don't they realise that Fine Gael is the Nice Party? We're all lovely in the Blueshirts. Leo is lovely. Frances Fitzgerald is lovely. That Simon Harris boy has lovely manners, always holds the door open for you. Everyone has lovely dinner parties, with lovely food and lovely wine and lovely conversation. You'd never guess I grew up in Ballymun, but that's the beauty of FG. It's like instant upward mobility.