The drought is over! Labour is back in the driver's seat. I'm swimming in glee. Howard has gone, I will never see Jeanette again and Maxine has turned the sprinklers back on in our parched hearts.
It is on a par with my memory of Our Lady appearing to the Irish people in Knock. It meant we didn't need to spend so much in airfares going to Lourdes in France anymore. You can get anything blessed in Knock and buy things. I have a bumper sticker on my car saying "I was knocked up in Knock". Another Catholic blessing. love to you all, from Maura and all my children. Dublin