It is now over three weeks since the final whistle and the joy of winning the All-Ireland has not abated one bit. We thought the sheer ecstasy of winning might just last for a few hours, a day or two at the most. But it sustained for well over a week.

We live in the most wonderful place in the world.

Gradually in the Catholic Church in Ireland we’re coming to a number of crisis points that are determined by the long-predicted and now emerging level of a gradual but definitive decline in the number of priests.

It’s tough when the blank screen stares defiantly back at you and challenges you to defile the page, but deadlines must be met.

Some time back an article in The Tablet by Michael Duggan, a freelance writer living in Surrey, England, brought a new perspective to bear on what came to be known as the Tuam Babies controversy.

There's a video you'll have seen by now. A man in red and green, sixty if he's a day, his face folding in on itself at the final whistle. Everyone knows that face, or thinks they do. Overwhelming joy, they'll caption it.

I watched on Netflix recently a remake of Little House on the Prairie, that great classic tale of life on the American frontier.

Pope Leo is a busy man. On a visit to Rome last year and a fleeting glimpse of the hectic round of appointments, meetings and Masses that mark his day, I got some sense of the daily and weekly schedule that is the lot of Pope Leo XIV.

Painting in the dark. That's a real event, a genuine line on a genuine council programme, and if you want the whole of modern Dublin in three words, there they are. The city has taken to staging itself.

Mayo’s two ministers will confront some the most profound challenges facing the European Union (EU) in the coming months of the Irish presidency.