It has been a dark two weeks. Dark enough to take the shine off even the brightest, reddest, most Bonoest of Vespas.
You wouldn't need to hand a script to a bewildered-looking Paul McCartney and get him to read it to know it's very dark over RTE.
It's not just the kids in the studio audience who are crying over the fate of the Toy Man now - greatly exaggerated or otherwise. It's a time when the words "barter account" became as engraved in the Irish subconscious as "an bhfuil cead agam dol go dti an leithreas".
