Budgets usually mean bad news for class of ’08

Born into 1980s Ireland, reared in its roaring Celtic Tiger, and graduating into its cataclysmic aftermath — my generation expected little of our governments and almost nothing of their budgets.

Budgets usually mean bad news for class of ’08

Born into 1980s Ireland, reared in its roaring Celtic Tiger, and graduating into its cataclysmic aftermath — my generation expected little of our governments and almost nothing of their budgets, writes Joyce Fegan

My lasting memory of the Celtic Tiger was Bertie Ahern walking along a beach in his canary-yellow trousers and fawn sports jacket at the G8 summit in 2004. This memory is book-ended by another Bertie memory in April 2008. As I got ready to take my final exams, the taoiseach, this time in a yellow tie, stood on the steps of Government Buildings and called a halt to his three decades in politics.

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