'Magda' jets off to surfing hotspot Agadir on the taxpayers dime: Mail on Sunday

[Good Irish Mammy]

I can deal with austerity ... our bankruptcy ,my tenuous ability to earn a living,a very unbright future, my pension collapse , our inept political system and our dreadful health service ..... Its only when I read the blatantly illogical and brain dead racist ramblings of fellow citizens like Gijoe and his ilk that I get thoroughly fed up ...... Because recessions will come and recessions will go .... but such poverty of mind seems incurable in parts of irish society ... in fact some seem to enjoy wallowing in their ignorance ....Heaven help us

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[cbyrne11]

Ah in that case I concede the point.

Bullsh1t don't concede that point, I flew to milan last week and there was a sepecific aerlingus desk that I had to check in, don't listen to this crap of course there is still specific desks!

[An Gilladaker]

In announcing you are reporting a named identifiable individual you have put yourself in serious danger of being sued. If you are reporting someone you should never ever name that person publicly. For your own sake you should take down all your posts on the issue - and anyone who used the quote function to quote your comments should delete them to. Your report is not actionable. Revealing you reported someone is as you are making a public allegation. People making reports are often strongly advised in doing so not to discuss it for their own protection. The woman and her lawyer could be able to afford a hell of a lot of expensive holidays if your report is dismissed as groundless and they go after you for defamation.

That would be expensive

[MichealMcGrath]

That would be expensive

In reverie of Magda

Yes, of course, the Polish enjoy a much higher level of culture and education than the Bog Irish. Chopin immediately springs to mind when I think reverently of Poland. Oh and Krakow, stately city that bore a Pope no less , how my mind soars, how my very spirit thrills to cast off dirty Dublin for that veritable Paradise on Earth.

What would Ireland do without Polish genius, where would Ireland be, oh gorgeous Magda I leap to thy defence, let me cast my Donegal Tweed beneath thy pretty little feet, thou wert Cinderella, only the silver slipper fitteth thee , and no wretched Caitlin of the big feet and awkward gait.

Oh how I swoon at the very thought of conversational ecstacy with my darling Warsaw set, Bloomsbury never attained such height of intellectual pleasure, how almost ejaculatory the thought , oh Poland, my awesome Poland thou hast rescued me so, thou hast delivered me from all the ennui of the Irish, that crude Jackeen accent – your lovely Silesian accent , Magda, speak that I quiver, and those eyes, those steel pale Polish eyes that shine ecstatic with delight as we collect in Bundoran Post Office every Wednesday and you nobly despatch all you can home to Krakow, lovely Krakow, we stroll along the beach, oh Magda , and there are millions more like you , the New Irish, yes, a poet dreamt that , it had to be, a Filidh of Dun na nGall

[olli rehn]

Is she back from her holidays? Is it starting again?