There we were, a bunch of athletics fans, about to head home after the 116th Clonliffe 2 Mile Road Race in Glasnevin, when three men, looking less than beautifully turned out (blame the gusting wind) approached.
Imagine our astonishment when we realised that one of the three was our own beloved Teashop Bertie the Likeable.
“Oh no,” said someone with a groan. “He’s here to present the prizes…” But no – our great leader had more pressing matters on his mind: the sticking of leaflets into the post boxes of a small triangle of houses to our left.
The following day, the Teashop was on hand to see the latest (and hopefully permanent) outbreak of democracy in Norn Iron.
What a man.
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