Shane Ross: I wanted John Bruton. He wanted me. It was a marriage made in hell

John Bruton was much more suited to the global ambassador role than to the short-term cynicism of Irish politics

Shane Ross

John Bruton was a great man for his lunches. He ate his dinner in the middle of the day. And plenty of it too.

I should know. Back in 1991, he and I shook hands on a disastrous decision for me to join Fine Gael over a fine lunch in Dublin’s five-star Westbury Hotel.