There is no point in forcing the pace and no future in the failed ways of the past.

10th April 2008
By Martin Mansergh

In the early sunshine of Good Friday morning, 10 April 1998, after perhaps an hour and a half’s sleep in an armchair, I went for a walk in the grounds of Stormont, where the rhododendrons were beginning to flower. The gloom surrounding the possibility of an inclusive agreement had lifted overnight, though, as the course of the day was to demonstrate, Sinn Fein difficulties gave way to other difficulties, when the Ulster Unionist Party realised that Sinn Fein were, after all, still on…