Excerpts from the secret diary of George Lee

THE secret diary of George Lee aged 46-and-three-quarters continues to record milestones.

“Hurrah for me! I finally made it onto the front bench! I ran in as soon as the doors opened for Taoiseach’s Questions and just sat there before anybody else got a chance. Enda looked a bit bemused when he saw me – but then what’s new?

“I did some colouring while he started shouting at the big gruff man across the way. It was just me and Enda for ages and ages, we were real buddies, then this blondie one – Lucinda Creighton they call her – flounced in reeking of Armani and ambition, I can see I’m gonna have to watch her, there’s only room for one diva on this side of the house, baby.