A few weeks after I was made business editor of the Sunday Independent I went out to lunch with editor Aengus Fanning and a senior management type.
On the agenda was the progress of this newspaper’s attempt to compete with the dull business supplements then emerging from our competitors. As so often happened with Aengus, there was a sense of friction when anyone tried to snipe at his staff or his products.
The management type was unenthusiastic about the tone of the pages, and distinctly sniffy about our descent into critical populism. He had been receiving flak from his business chums. They were meant to feel that this was their section. It should be authoritative and far more business-friendly.
Confident that the sort of heresy the business section was pursuing would appeal to him, I looked to Aengus for support.
Aengus was unpredictable as ever. He was vehement: “Do you know the one thing I do not want to see in my business section?” he demanded. Both of us looked puzzled, because with Aengus you never knew what was coming next .