Be off with ye

AS the festive season begins for fat-cat politicians, the rest of us who live from hand to mouth must endure their hypocritical platitudes.

As far as I’m concerned, they can stick their ‘merry Christmas’ where the sun don’t shine. And our trade union bigwigs? Well, their idea of social partnership begins at home, and there they intend to keep it.

My New Year’s wish would be to arrest the lot of them and dump them on Spike Island where they should be compelled to listen to Daniel O’Donnell’s version of White Christmas for life.