Once in a blue moon it does of course become necessary to pass an Irish Bill, a University or a Land Bill.

The Party shepherds round up their flocks, and, for a reluctant day or two, they have to feed sparely in unaccustomed pastures.

Or again, as in 1886, 1893, or 1912, Ireland dominates British politics, and the English members descend on her with a heavy flop of hatred or sympathy as it may happen.

But at all other times the Union Parliament abdicates, or at least it "governs" Ireland as men are said sometimes to drive motor-cars, in a drowse.

Three days--or is it two ?--are given to Irish Estimates, and on each of these occasions the Chamber is as desolate as a grazing ranch in Meath.
Honourable members snatch at the opportunity of cultivating their souls in the theatres, clubs, restaurants, and other centres of culture in which London abounds.