Irish Examiner
Mick Clifford: Don't bet the house on brave new gambling laws
When I was a lad of tender summers, there was a mysterious shop in town bearing the legend'Turf Accountant'. An accountant, I knew, counted money.
So, I concluded, what went on behind the closed door and tinted window of the turf accountant was the totting up of how much money the local farmers made through extracting turf from the brown bogs out…