underthewillows | Scowl, grumble, frown, mutter

Instead of a rant* about our incompetent government and all the various ways they've made my blood pressure rise over the past week or so, here.

Have some videos from the National Ploughing Championships which just concluded yesterday. The first day was rainy (not to mention a 21-mile traffic tailback first thing in the morning on the road between Waterford and New Ross), but the subsequent two days had better weather and they sorted out the traffic.

Since it looks like we'll all be living under toadstools and eating our own hair to survive by this time next year, it's just as well that the old skills are being kept up.

*Where to start? Our Taoiseach; our Tánaiste; our Minister for Finance; our Minister for the Environment; our Minister for Health; the resignation of the Minister of State for Primary Care because she had no confidence in her senior minister, our Minister for Health; the "return" (for those of you who have been living in a cave on Mars for the past five years, they never went away, so calling it a return is a misnomer) of stroke politics; the débâcle with the bank debt deal thanks to our European partners (see: "our incompetent government" above); the possibility over the next two years of anything between €400-€800 of household and water charges being slapped on every household in the country; and last but not least, whatever horrors and disasters lurk in the upcoming Budget in December?