The Donegal weather had its own tale to tell today, with predictions of a chilling snow storm that might stretch as far as Dublin.

“THINGS fall apart, the centre cannot hold, mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,” — well the fallout from the Belfast Assembly poll is not quite as bad as WB Yeats’s words suggest, but he was spot-on about the middle ground parties going south.

LOOK behind you Enda — you never know who’s creeping up on your back.