Prudence comes out to play
The mother has a great phrase for former wild men who give up the drink. "Oh, he got sense," she will say witheringly, and strangely disapprovingly. Of course the whole country has got sense now.
People are twisting themselves in knots to outdo each other on the sense front. You'd think Fianna Fail had never touched a drop in their lives, such is their new-found sense. In fact, bizarrely, they now seem to be trying to portray themselves as the party of prudence next to the wild men of Fine Gael.
This weekend the two main parties are in battle for that elevated territory known as the Rock of Good Sense. Paschal has firmly planted his flag on it by letting it be known that he will be slipping some of the fiscal envelope into his back pocket for a rainy day. There's even talk that he might only blow €1bn of a potential €3bn bonanza. That's a good sense ratio of two-to-one, which is pretty ambitious. Fianna Fail, with the fervour of those recently converted to sense, are calling FG's bluff. They're pointing out that the rainy-day fund was their idea in the first place and that they will not stand in the way of Dear Prudence.