Arrogance of power

THE other day in downtown Mayfield, on the upside of Cork city, I spotted two garda outriders shooing traffic aside to permit a black Mercedes through at speed.

I remembered a moment long ago in my brother’s old car when, sitting at a red light, a Jaguar pulled up beside us.

I was spellbound. My brother said, “d’ya see yer man?” - a small, bloated, old guy low behind the wheel.