Fiddling while Rome burns: an Irish tale

PICTURE the scene. You are very busy at work but at 1pm you manage to snatch a moment to ring home.

She: “I think I’m developing a sore throat. I’ll go down to the chemists and get something later”.

You: “OK, dear, take care of yourself.”

Sometime later you discover that at noon, an hour before your phone conversation, a light aircraft crashed into your garage killing the pilot and co-pilot.

Naturally, you cannot for the life of you understand why your wife would mention anything so trivial as a sore throat but fail to mention this.

How could Brian Lenihan’s claim that his officials marked several things for his attention, but failed to mark a transaction involving €7bn possibly have brought our domestic chat to mind?

Dunno. Maybe I just have a weird association of ideas.

Brendan Casserly

Abbeybridge

Waterfall

Co Cork