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So Bertie took off to the Phoenix Park and had the President dissolve the Dail at 8 o'clock on a Sunday morning while the rest of the country was dissolving antacid tablets and trying to recover from Saturday night.

No sooner than you could say election, pile ups were occurring on roundabouts and corners all over the country as the political parties obscured motorists views with air brushed posters of our various political representatives.

It's not difficult to imagine the scenario here: you're motoring along and suddenly your line of vision is impaired by none other than the Minister for Transport. Or, you bang your head on the windscreen and need medical attention because you didn't see that truck coming behind the Minister for Health.

Far from me to complain... the boss has told me often enough that that's not my job... he says my job is to listen to other people complain... a bit like a politician. Personally I have no idea who I’m going to vote for but I did notice that on the way to work today Bertie wasn’t obscuring anybody’s view, no... he was up there topping the pole.