Nicola Anderson: Injured faces and tales of woe as the impasse continues in Leinster House
Grappling for the moral high ground is always a slippery business. And the eel-like shimmies being performed here would almost be admirable, if only they weren't responsible for trapping the entire country powerlessly in treacle.
Still, there was a certain comic value in being able to listen to the spinning of tall tales by first one and then the other - leading us to form the inevitable conclusion that, neither, in fact, was strictly telling the entire, unvarnished, truth.
It was a peculiar sort of a day in Leinster House, as deputies scuttled secretively to meetings but spent most of the time, probably more productively, in furtive huddles out in the car park.