Friday, February 8, 2019
Absent Fathers
So reads the sign on the M7 Upgrade Project...
But when was the last time you saw anybody working on this godforsaken stretch of tarmacadamed misery? The only chance you have of killing one of these "dads" is if you track him down to his local pub and smack him over the head with a shovel.
Apparently, they're going to reopen the road "ahead of schedule" in April. Just imagine how soon it would have opened if they had actually done a stroke of work on it. There's no apparent overtime on Saturdays, Sundays/holy days/bank holidays/rainy days/windy days or indeed days with the word 'day' in them. Now, with Lent coming up, we might be looking at forty days of labour abstinence.
In Ireland, when they tell you they're working around the clock, they're usually talking about the minute hand.
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