We fight Sellafield, but we poison ourselves

I SUFFER from a very rare condition: irony deficiency. For where my fellow citizens see merely a humorous irony I am often troubled

Take, for instance, the admirable efforts of our Minister for the Environment against British Nuclear Fuels over Sellafield in the European Court.

The humorous irony in all this is to be found in Cork where, on the shores of the second largest natural harbour in the world, there are plans to build another toxic waste reprocessing facility a toxic waste incinerator (as distinct from and as well as a less undesirable municipal waste incinerator).