Lise Hand: It's Prada handbags at dawn at MacGill Bummer School
GOOD grief. It was not so much the MacGill Summer School as the MacGill Bummer School which kicked off its first full day in Glenties in Donegal yesterday.
Any unwary soul who skipped into the hall of this six-day talking-shop in search of a bit of escapism from the unrelenting torrent of ghastly news about the state of the nation would've found themselves tottering out with the shell-shocked demeanour of a cinema-goer who thought that 'Rosemary's Baby' was a chick-flick.
For the mood among the speakers was grimmer than an Anglo office party. If any of these boys (and boys they almost all were, with just one female among the 13 academics, economists, gurus and politicians) had spotted any class of a green shoot or silver lining, they were keeping it firmly to themselves.