![]() Apparently the lads persuaded him to lower a window and informed him, forcibly, that these were precisely the sort of conditions they had to work in, day in day out, for a pittance compared to the salary waiting for him in Montrose when he got there in his fancy car. On the other hand, he had, around the same time, been giving it large about some colleagues of ours being on strike, in the ‘holding the country to ransom vein’ ‘til, so the story goes, he happened to be stopped at traffic lights in the early hours of a miserable winter’s day in the vicinity of a picket line from these self-same strikers. Needless to say someone let rip about him being too stuck up to talk to those who paid his wages, though whoever it was may have used more ‘industrial’ wording. We passed within two feet of him and I can’t remember which of us simply said “there you are Gay” but I do recall how he made a point of turning his head to ignore us. ![]() I personally found Gay Byrne to be a snooty aul boll*x: this was when me and me Corpo mate Liam bumped into him on a Howth Head footpath back in ’82.
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