Some years ago on a bracing sunny day, I visited Auschwitz concentration camp on the outskirts of Krakow in Poland, where more than one million Jewish men, women and children were murdered as part of Nazi Germany’s ‘final solution’ to the Jewish ...

I thought I might say a few words for the crow. The crow generally gets a bad press.

My new Palestinian flag is on order and will replace the bedraggled flag that has been battered, torn and wrecked by storms in the past year.

It was an afternoon in 2018 and I sat at my parents’ kitchen table working on my PhD thesis. I had a head cold, not in itself unusual as I seemed to always pick up any sinus illness going around, but especially that which blocked my inner ears.

The GAA is a magnificent organisation. It has brought untold benefits into every corner of our country. It provides a great physical outlet for young and not so young. It also provides a social outlet for those players.

My dear readers, I hope you have survived the recent calamitous weather conditions, veering between the complementary glows of amber, yellow, orange, and the elusive but thrilling red.

Camilla Galbiati came to Ireland initially to improve her English over 12 years ago, but as is often the case, fate had other plans for her.

I was clearing out stuff the other day and strangely I came to feel for Imelda Marcos.

There are few things more part of our identity than the cup of tea. In days of yore in the Ox Mountains, if a house had tea and sugar, there seemed little else could go wrong.

When America sets a headline (the wisdom goes) in jig-time Europe tends to follow. Not in everything, thank God.