No one's had a termal bat or a seeeweed terapee yet; no one's been sent off into "our outer space", but the guys are fools and the girls are pains in the arse (daddy can't buy yeh cop on in Triniteee collidge), so it's shaping up to be a great auld penny apples season of De Apprentiss. Needless to say, I'm bloody delighted.
One thing was bothering me though. Deep-voiced wand Breffny, to be precise. Pompus, foolish and a complete and utter eejit, he really reminded me of someone ... and I just couldn't think who ...
Until it came to me! He's like a young Enda Kenny! The voice, the colouring, everything (just where was Enda approximately 23 years and nine months ago, eh?).
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So even if Bill-o thruns Breffny out and YOU'RE FOIRTs him shortly, he'll have a glittering, successful career ahead of himself as a political leader par excellence.
Oh no, wait ...
