Callan

The bicycle sheds go up in twos and threes.

There's 130 grand squandered on a barn tonight.

Another week, another bike shelter that costs hundreds of thousands.

Either government spending is grossly incompetent, or else Ireland is now being run by a sinister and secret cabal of men in lycra, determined to ride every cent out of taxpayers in pursuit of keeping their saddles in from the drizzle.

Hey!

Minister, what we saw at Kerry Hospital where the HSE goes for the most expensive option to keep a few rawhar from the rain is shocking.

It's so shocking even the dial printer is scundered about it.

Yous are cereal wasters.

That's not true.

I eat all my Rice Krispies.

Withdraw that remark.

Angry Pierce.

In Dáil Éireann, to the left of me hostility, to the right of me hubris.

If Marie Antoinette let the starving have cake, the Irish version is to give snazzy bike shelters where the stroke patients can't get a trolley.

What in the name of living feck is going on in this hellhole of a country?

Transport Minister Dara O'Brien deployed extra neck folds over his shirt collar in a straining effort to explain this latest travesty.

This is way out of order and I can promise the public that in future we will get better at hiding this sort of overspending hoopla.

Look, I've greenlit a one billion euro road for Galway that ends in a half abandoned place called Connemara.

And when that goes 50% over budget, then these bike shed McMansions will be well down the list of disgraces.

Dara gets it done.