Lighten Up: Auld Lehane for president
I will miss Kilmichael for sure, but just as an outwintered bullock finds comfort and warmth in a clean dry house, I will adjust to my new life in the Phoenix Park.
I threw my hat into the cattle ring at Macroom mart last Saturday afternoon, thus announcing to the world my intention to run for president of Ireland.
Granted, my action startled a few bullocks. But I felt this was a small price to pay for the sake of the nation.
