World of Politics with Harry McGee

A few years ago, the National Ploughing Championships was held in Ratheniska Co Laois. The first day had been awful, driving rain and winds but when I arrived on Wednesday, there were clear skies and not a puff of a breeze.

So as I parked the car in a slope, high above the canvass city I made an executive decision. My wellies were in the boot of the car ready for their annual outing, but I said to myself I’d leave them there as there was no need for them.

Sure, wasn’t it a lovely day and the ground was drying out nicely. Wouldn’t wearing them all day be purgatory on my feet? Would........

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