Denis Lehane: I'm a no-frills high-flying farmer
Being a West Cork farmer, well used to hardship, I got it to work, after giving it a few clouts off the side of the plane.
I flew to central Europe during the week. "And what took you to central Europe?" you might ask, and you struggling perhaps to get to Macroom of a Tuesday.
Well, if you must know, I went to central Europe to fight for the small farmer, who is hanging on there at the edge of Europe, on that stoney outcrop better known as Ireland.
