Conga Enda sends them home sweatin’

THE true test of a would-be Taoiseach’s credentials are not his aptitude at leading the country but his ability to lead a conga-line on the dance floor.

In this regard, Enda Kenny proved himself to be in a league of his own in the early hours of yesterday morning.

With a brigade of Blueshirts trailing behind him, Conga Enda slalomed his way around the hall to the dulcet jive of the Marble City Sound band as he celebrated turning 53 with a youthful vigour belying his years.