The broadcasting folk at Today,
FM are all having to say,
To the nice Kildare guy,
Who’s waving goodbye,
“Just don’t let the door hit you, Ray”.
John Moynes
(Sasko Lazarov/Photocall Ireland)
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Ah I’ll miss his vagina monologues in the morning.
I bet you miss vaginas alright
Missing vaginas AND a poor speller of swears. Woe is Atticus….
hope ray has his tax avoiding media company sorted like all the other rte ,”stars”…even the bearded socialist ones.
I’m self employed, does that mean I’m avoiding tax too?
if you only had one client/employer yes..BBC presenters were busted for similar schemes.
Mauraic, just generalise like Noonan did after his last budget that self employed people all avoid paying tax. funny that the USC raise over 100 grand doesn’t apply to politicans and public servants…
Ray “I will emigrate if Enda Kenny becomes Taoiseach” Darcy?
Spoofer.
He’s essentially being put out to pasture at RTE. He might as well be retiring, except this way he gets paid a whole wad of cash.
I’m still waiting for RTÉ to get back to me on my “Old Boy in the Evening” slot on Radio 1. Seeing as it’s what they’ve been doing for years, I’m surprised they haven’t jumped at it.
His pension plan is with RTÉ, in fairness
I didn’t know this eejit was still on the radio. Who dafupp listens to him…he’s an awful woman.
Yeah, always talking about shoes and PMT
Had to listen to him in a place I worked once – ’bout 15 years ago – and he was pure shiite then. Honestly thought he’d fizzled away and Kathryn Thomas was now filling the vacuous idle natter slot.
Shite is one thing, being “an awful woman” is another
http://cdn2.independent.ie/incoming/article30119895.ece/c962c/ALTERNATES/h342/ray+darcy.JPG
He’s very on trend
http://www.theguardian.com/fashion/2014/dec/06/my-life-in-makeup
What’s wrong with being an awful woman?
It’s the kind of verbal vinegar that goes well with Don’s chip on her shoulder.
Oh yay! Its my turn to be Mani-ed!
Eek! A penis!
Nothing! Sure i’s classic bog aul wan banter.
The Christmas jumper of radio presenters.
How can anyone listen to this sh*t-brained commuter belt conservatism without stabbing their own auditory canal. All of the ready-meal tedium of Ireland has a slot somewhere on daytime radio.
I don’t know, it was compulsory where I used to work. And I thought praying for an add break … character building.
Personally I always liked the chap, really smiley.
How could you tell he was smiling on the radio, hah?