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procurement policy is based primarily on
the requirement to obtain value for money.
The RIAI had a detailed Procurement
Process”.
Less than months on from the AGM,
and two days after publication of an exter-
nal governance review, Graby announced
his retirement from a role he inhabited for
years having turned over the
summer. Apparently contracts with Blue-
bloc will not be renewed and joint roles held
by Graby as CEO and statutory Registrar of
architects, are soon to be separated and
advertised separately. RIAI President Robin
Mandal recently said the RIAI was begin-
ning “a new spring”.
The jingle jangle – of cash
Meanwhile, architects are having to adapt
to the “new reality” and grow business in
the most unlikely of surroundings. Whis-
pers in social circles are that
architect-about-town Neil Burke Kennedy
has attended meetings in Mountjoy Jail.
The client? Tiernan O’Mahony, jailed ex-
Anglo Irish Bank Executive and failed
financier. Apparently he is keeping busy in
lock-up by working with his architect, plan-
ning a , sq foot €m home for when
he is released. Mr O’Mahony certainly does
not work on a small scale. He still holds the
record for the largest ever Irish corporate
cash loss. His International Securities
Trading Corporation (that he set up after
leaving Anglo in ) left investors nurs-
ing losses of €m. It made Anglo look
frugal.
Bambi no more
As Britain’s Labour Party was pushing
ahead with electing Jeremy Corbyn (some-
one who at least wanted to do things
differently), John Prescott, former Deputy
Prime Minister, had occasion to reprimand
his former boss, Tony Blair. Blair had deni-
grated a lurch to the left and said people
who said their heart was with Jeremy
Corbyn should “get a transplant”. Lord
Prescott declared these comments were
“unacceptable”, that he should “calm
down” and that Labour was all about heart
and head.
Prescott recently denied claims he
pushed Linda McDougall, now wife of
former Labour MP Austin Mitchell against
a wall in with sexual intent, saying
she was “built like a bloody barn door” and
that the “f***ing house would have fallen
down” if he had done so.
Though Two Jags is no paraclete, he still,
at , manages to look younger than New
Blair who is only but has been wizened
by evil.
Not over
Villager doesn’t like queens and for a long
time didn’t like the Queen of [now what
should I call it?]. But she salvaged herself
with just the right amount of smiling,
bowing and Gaeilge on The Visit. The loyal-
ist Daily Telegraph headlined the day she
surpassed Victoria’s , days with ‘The
longest to reign over us’, as if that were a
good thing. For Villager if anyone reigns
over you (or your waves), you’re in trouble.
Indeed you’re not really living in a democ-
racy which depends on equal rights for the
citizenry, not equal rights with someone
over them.
Great writers’ light
“Whatever spark or gift I possess has been
transmitted to Lucia”, James Joyce once
said of his troubled daughter, “and it has
kindled a fire in her brain”. CJ Jung, who
treated Lucia for apparent schizophrenia,
agreed, describing father and daughter as
“two people going to the bottom of a river,
one falling and the other diving”. Dancer,
writer, musician; Lucia Joyce was a talented
and courageous woman. Her father spoiled
her, sang to her, but only when he had time.
He worked all day and then, on many
nights, he went out and got blind drunk.
The family was evicted from apartment
after apartment. By the age of seven, Lucia
had lived at five different addresses. By
thirteen, she had lived in three different
countries. At she was jilted by Samuel
Beckett, a year older and an acolyte of her
father. Lucia was incarcerated by her
brother Giorgio and forced to remain in
psychiatric hospitals for years until her
death in . Her time in Ireland during
the s – in particular in Bray, County
Wicklow – was one of her few moments of
freedom. Many of her writings, including a
novel and letters of communication with
James, have since been suspiciously
destroyed. Working from what remains of
Lucia’s writings, ‘Medicated Milk’ is a film
by Aine Stepleton that tries to understand
who she really was, what happened to her,
and why her story is important to us now. It
has been playing in the Tiger Fringe Festi-
val in Dublin.
Gulag?
Villager recommends newly-released Rus-
sian-language movie ‘Moscow Never Sleeps’
directed by Dubliner Johnny O’Reilly, part-
funded by the Irish Film board with some
funding from ex-pat Russian, Leonard Bla-
vatnik, whose net €bn made him
‘Britain’s’ Richest Man in .
O’Reilly, who has written the odd article
for Village, excelled himself when he man-
aged to get dramatically cut off during a
recent morning news programme on the
regime-friendly ‘Life News’ TV channel
after he mentioned fellow Russian Director,
Oleg Senstov, had been imprisoned for
political reasons. O’Reilly explained to Vil-
lager “the worst that could happen is I
could be arrested and deported and that
would be great for the movie”.
Villager follows up with the goss
O’Reilly’s movie is an exuberant celebration
of sexy Moscow, a sort of ‘About Adam’ with
added Russian hoods.
Incidentally dreamboat Stuart Townsend
New
Labour:
father and
son