From Master Suite to the Backtrack Ballroom

POOR old Eamon Gilmore had a torrid time in his conference hotel last night as he first checked into the Master Suite, then transferred hastily to the Wriggle Room before finally being seen dancing wildly in the Backtrack Ballroom.

It all started to go wrong when Eamon decided to do a spot of hoovering – hoovering-up the few remaining Fianna Fáil voters with a nifty bit of political footwork, that is.

After ruling out a deal with the now retreating and bedraggled looking soldiers of destiny just two months ago, Mr Gilmore appeared to be suing for post-election peace with the old enemy by turning ever so slightly, and deliberately, vague on the possibility of a future hook-up.