My week: Simon Harris
MONDAY: It's Dublin Pride day, when gay people gather to have some fun and proudly celebrate their identity.
Who better to help them do that than a cool and happening dude like me, whose idea of dressing down is to wear slacks and a blazer rather than a suit? I head along to the parade with other funky, 'with it' colleagues from the Dail, such as Frances Fitzgerald and Paschal Donohoe.
Paschal and I both forego the usual ties. We look like a peace delegation from the Land of Straight, but I don't care. This is even more fun than those Young Fine Gael discos we used to have at college, when we stayed up till 10pm, listening to Abba and drinking up to half a shandy (but only if we had no lessons to attend next day).