Fuck Molotovs, throw snowballs!

Oh, Ireland! It appears there are still a small number in your midst who are scrapping like tired children over small fripperies.

Could you cook them a good warm meal and send them to bed? It will all be much clearer in the morning and they’ll wonder – like the rest of us do – why on earth they were so worried about a flag. Or was it God? Or was it … what was all the fuss about again? Because it can’t really have been about a flag!

Ooh look it’s snowing! Let’s have a snowball fight to work off some energy!