In the morning of March 11 last year — on the day the world stopped turning — I got a panicked phone call from RTÉ in Cork. I was booked to do the news panel on the Today show that afternoon, and the researcher was giving me the option to cancel.
There was some garbled stuff about travelling at my own risk, and how they’d totally understand if I didn’t want to get the train and a sense of utter panic about the day and the — as we then all presumed — the few weeks ahead.
Even as The Youngest was walking in the front door from school for the very last time, I made my decision: of course, I would go.
The RTÉ studio was in chaos. The green room — usually a convivial holding pen of guests, family members and (because this is the Today show)
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