This week sees the anniversary of the formal surrender by Germany that ended World War II in Europe. Next month we go to the polls in the European elections.

Recently, the once-well-known BBC literary pundit, Joan Bakewell, was asked: ‘How old is old?’ Now in her 90s, she dismissed the question as ‘old hat’.

In a few short weeks we will all have the right to go to the ballot boxes and vote for who we want to represent us at local authority and European level.

I must confess to a love affair with the Yorkshire Dales. I am not sure where it originated but I know it has been reinforced by watching the television programme, All Creatures Great and Small.

A few weeks back, I wrote about the bee and how it came to be such a good friend of humankind. The bee is vital in pollinating our crops, which in turn is vital to our very survival.

Some time back, a Mayoman living in Dublin for more than 50 years, who purchases his Western in Eason’s in Dundrum on a Thursday (deliveries to Dublin are not up to scratch!) and then proceeds to read the paper from cover to cover, has come to the ...

They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions, but for me, the road back to Rome was cobbled with missteps, wrong turns, and detours into every cul-de-sac of modern secularism and temptation.

Orla Gillespie (nee Hearns) took a leap of faith two years ago – a leap that has resulted in ensuring she is changing lives and supporting those who need it most every day.

In the run-up to the 1997 British General Election, Tony Blair was asked what his top three priorities would be if elected to government. ‘Education, education, education’ was his response.

When I was 13 or so and a boarder in St Muredach’s College, I was given the honour of serving Mass every morning for the then Bishop of Killala, Patrick O’Boyle, who lived adjacent to the college.