“GO fuck yourself, Danny,” was the unfiltered comment by the TD who I had turned over the previous weekend, as he passed me on the plinth at the front of Leinster House.
In my 17 years in Leinster House, which comes to an end next Tuesday as I depart the Irish Examiner, such comments from politicians with whom you clashed were not unprecedented.
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