‘I don’t think the party can say they didn’t see us’

THE driver of the sightseeing bus was conveying his collection of assorted tourists past the Mansion House — home of the first Dáil, he explained loudly so the two passengers on the open deck upstairs could hear — when suddenly he came across a sight not on his itinerary.

“And there on your right are the, um, senior citizens, who are, eh, having a, um, protest,” he ad-libbed as all heads turned to follow the hoards of elderly people streaming across the road in defiance of the red man and the motorists who grimaced at the prospects of accidentally bumping their granny.

“You should see them. They’re so cute,” cooed a high-heeled Sex and the City wannabe on her lunch break as she relayed the latest down her itsy-bitsy mobile. Cute, maybe, but in the same way a chihuahua is cute until you try to take its chewy bone off them.