Roddy Doyle's Charlie Savage: The end of the eejit?
I'm blaming the weather we've been having, all the ex-hurricanes and snow, and the storms with the names. One day we were living in a sleepy little democracy, and the next we're trapped in some dictatorship of the weather. All the yellow alerts and orange alerts and red alerts - for f*** sake.
Don't get me wrong, I've nothing against being prepared. Look out the window before you leave the house - that's always been my motto. If it looks like rain, I'll bring my jacket.
And I always enjoy the weather forecast. There's something just magnificent about your woman Jean Byrne's smile as she points out the s***e that's coming at us from across the Atlantic; it's so cruel, yet reassuring. If I ever stop noticing, I'll go out the back and bury myself.