I already wrote about the death of the Celtic Tiger phenomenon as far back as last August – the final ignominious end of the ten-year long economic boom Ireland has been experiencing. What’s the name for the new era we’ve now entered? It’s no good calling it the post-Celtic Tiger era.
Here is my suggestion: The Celtic Hangover
It captures, I think, that essential characteristic of the post-euphoria, morning-after-the-night-before mood: just how did I spend all that money to feel this bad? Why is there a dull, pounding noise in my head? Oh shit, I need to go to work!
Add to that the Irish (supposed) propensity for drinking and we have the perfect phrase. Let’s just hope we don’t end up in A&E: have you seen the state of the health service lately?