A CHEF clutching a cluster of small copper saucepans is part of the promotion for the new four-part series about the Shelbourne Hotel being broadcast by RTÉ.

The recession and his degree arrived more or less simultaneously, so he went overseas for a job, landing in Wales. He was going to be part of a new wave of diaspora, connected by Skype but spun loose and lost to us, despite that.

Now that the Labour Party has had a good long look at its navel as part of its elongated but deeply democratic leadership election process, is there any chance they might get up on their hind legs and address the one issue that surfaced, and re-surfaced, constantly, in a form of unchallenged stereotypy, throughout the contest?

SO there I was, last Friday, ready to put on a Viking helmet and leap into one of the amphibious craft that were used to land GIs on the Normandy beaches during the Second World War.

Stinker opinion polls about any government that is well into its period in office create a ritual dance between commentators on the one side, and, on the other, the lads and lassies in power.

BARACK OBAMA made only one nasty crack at Hillary Clinton during their contest for the American Presidency.

OVER the weekend, thousands of people in this country will have put themselves in danger. Some of them will have risked life and limb by engaging in extreme sports, like rock climbing and cliff walking, which don’t usually come under that category heading.

Here’s how it goes. No. Strike that. Here’s how it always goes. The pattern is immutable. Ireland collides with something bad.

IT WAS one of those pictures that made you laugh, then roll your eyes to heaven. Very definitely not the kind of shot a candidate-to-be would want taking up half a page in a local newspaper. The picture showed a man in a long formal overcoat. A very Fianna Fáil overcoat, no offence to Louis Copeland.

I’ll tell you who I’d vote for. I’d vote for any candidate who promises to abolish political opinion polls.