It was 2020, during the height of the ‘Black Lives Matter’ protests, when TV host, Trevor Noah, finished his Daily Show comedy programme with a clip from a city whose name I forget.

Never have there been as many strong, capable female candidates in Mayo as in this election. At various stages of the campaign, each of the four women in the field were tipped to take seats and in the end, the performance of two of them was historic.

After arriving home from Castlebar on Sunday night, I felt compelled to write a few lines on an eventful weekend.

I remember well the famous election of 1977 when Jack Lynch led the Fianna Fáil party to a landslide victory with 84 seats and a whopping 21-seat majority.

Elections, at least in theory, are about making big decisions on our future direction as a country.

In the fascinating array of Irish wildlife lurks a diminutive killer with the swagger of a medieval bishop and the murderous efficiency of a Sicilian hitman.

The noise was sudden and loud, a metallic thud, followed by the screech of breaks and a second dull thump, then silence followed by shouts and excited cries.

After the ball is over, after the break of morn After the dancers' leaving, after the stars are gone Many a heart is aching, if you could read them all Many the hopes that ...

When the devil was sick, the devil a saint would be. But when the devil got well, the devil a saint was he. I came across the above saying while researching this article. It dates from the late 19th century.

Last year when US President Joe Biden visited Ballina and, from outside St Muredach’s Cathedral, addressed thousands of people encircled at every possible vantage-point around the loop of the two bridges, I thought of those who at a time of endemic, ...