Who else was royally bored with non-stop coverage of state visit?
It was one giant step for a small man, one giant bore for mankind. The Irish state visit to Britain felt like a wedding that dragged on too long. The only winners were giddy RTÉ presenters and reporters who seemed to be on a dare to crowbar the most mentions of "historic" and "pageantry" into their saccharine-coated coverage. While the British press either ignored the visit or gave it short shrift at best, to the Irish media it was like the Pope's election on steroids.
Tuesday night's Masterchef was fittingly replaced by the state banquet in which Michael D looked relieved to finally attend an event where dinner would arrive before midnight. The famine at the IFTAs just three days before must've had him gnawing on his life-sized award as he left the cacophonous fiasco that is now known as "Irish For Terrible Awards". The Hogwarts-length feasting table at Windsor was so vast it seemed BOD was only invited in the hope that Amy Huberman would put her table-setting skills to use.
As the camera panned to Daniel Day Lewis before the toast, we half expected the queen to blurt out "Let Christy take it". The monarch had used cúpla focail in Dublin during her visit and in return Michael D sported a bizarre stage-English accent for his speech.