So there I was, having downed the first mug of Spars finest tea of the day, reacquainted myself with the six stringed friend and was reflecting on the recent episode in my humble existence which has come to be known as ‘The Revolut Saga’ (TRS).

As I wove my way through TRS, various friends were offering various bits of advice, as friends are inclined to do. Some of this advice proved to be very useful however there were some suggestions which left me somewhat unconvinced. And so it occurs to My Good Self that we all have our strengths and weaknesses in life. Just because a body is highly qualified to speak on one or two subjects it does not automatically translate that they are expert in all matters.

The upshot of TRS was that I emerged happy with my own final decision which was to inform the good folk down at Store Street Garda Station of what had happened and to leave the matter in their hands.

Life, a bit like music, is a never ending curve of learning.