AENGUS MAC GRIANNA is leaving RTÉ, after 30 years at the national broadcaster.
Having started as a runner in 1987, Mac Grianna said of his exit:
I have been privileged to have had the opportunity to work in the organisation and I will miss the colleagues and friends that I have made throughout the years.”
“It’s a bit like that book The Alchemist. I re-read it again recently and I am following my personal legend, as the book would say. I haven’t fully mapped out where I want to go but I know that I’ll eventually get wherever that is meant to be.”
There you go.
After 30 years of service though, it’s worth acknowledging the seemingly unflappable newsreader, whose life outside the newsroom is the epitome of wholesome.
Here he is promoting a fundraiser for brain injuries.
Here he is pouring tea that is absolutely not strong enough for my particular taste but I’m wiling to let it go because I love him.
He got Anne Doyle to give him away on his wedding day.
An icon recognising an icon. Iconic, if you will.
He lives on an alpaca farm with his husband Terry Gill because of course he does.
He gives side-eye like no other
Here he is reacting to a reporter talking over him.
Aengus ‘Having None Of It’ Mac Grianna.
That time he thought he was a sports anchor for a minute
Can’t see the video? Click here.
“I’m not being paid to talk about sport so you may get on with it Eamonn.”
Doesn’t get much more innocent than him tweeting his own name …
When bad searches happen to good people.
And lest we forget, the blooper that will stand the test of time – Aenz getting caught on the hop reapplying his makeup.
The shoulder brush. The pause. The stare. The “what?!”
Aengus is the GOAT.
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