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Galwegians celebrated a return to Ireland's top flight with a narrow 12 -11 victory over aristocrats Cork Constitution on opening day of the Ulster Bank League.

The bright sky glistened on our downturned faces as we turned left and past miles of sandy Mulranny beach when mum didn’t stop the car. We were nearly in tears and barely noticed the overpowering gloriousness of the gigantic rhododendron magenta entwined with thorny golden gorse. The car was slowing down, trapped behind a sheep with pink on its fleece. Slower and slower until we stopped. Out we traipsed, my toddler brothers and I, still looking glum. Mum touched my chin and pointed. The view was glorious. Azure blue sea gently waved in the distance, Clare Island stood tall whilst six seals danced proudly at the base of Croagh Patrick, its church sparkling like the moon at the top. Creeping down the rocky, sandy tor, sheep gently grazed amidst the gorse and bog weeds, pebbles creeking up our sandals, uncomfortable under our toes. And there hidden, like our very own secluded island, a beach, with golden sandy sand untouched by human. Well, it felt like it was untouched by humans, we were the only ones here. We settled the boys on a blanket with their spades, and true to form they found they had better spades, using their nimble fingers to shovel sand into their mouths as though they had never been fed. Mother fixed her head scarf and began reading her Maeve Binchy; mind you, with two toddlers I doubted she would get much reading done.

Galway led by three points at half time in Sunday's  All-Ireland senior final, and for a few brief minutes at the interval some supporters talked of pressing on and winning the game from that position.

It’s all about time. Everything is. Days, hours, minutes, seconds, years. Time plays such a key role in how we create memories, about how we anticipate them. We use and abuse time in so many ways. We rush from A to B to get there a minute early, then waste many minutes doodling or daydreaming when we get to B.  We place value on time and then deride that value. 

It was done and dusted, Mayo were going home and the dream looked to have died for another year when Jack McCaffrey put the ball over the bar to put Dublin 2-12 to 0-11 clear with 60.45 gone on the clock. Mayo brought in Alan Freeman just after the white flag had been raised.

A wildflower meadow in Terryland Forest Park is to be created by conservation volunteers this weekend.

Funding for Mayo Regional and Local Roads has been slashed by €96,780,960 since 2007 according to Sinn Féin General Election Candidate, Cllr Rose Conway-Walsh. Cllr Conway-Walsh said: “It is outrageous that funding for Mayo roads has been decimated to such an extent that the accumulative affect means we have lost out on almost €100 million even to stand still.  I am so disgusted by the lies and spin being fed to people in Mayo that I sat down and did an analysis of the cuts to roads budgets from 2007 to 2015. It was obvious to me that the regional and local roads in this county are deteriorating rapidly as many have not had maintenance or repairs for over a decade.  Many of these roads are barely passable and the plain truth is that there is no money to do the necessary works.” 

Mayo qualified for a mouth-watering All-Ireland semi final with Dublin after an emphatic and clinical display against Donegal in the quarter final. I’m not going to lie, I was worried about this one, and I wasn’t sure how Mayo would cope against a team with 14 or 15 players constantly behind the ball. It’s very easy to get the life sucked out you playing against such tactics; in this regard Mayo were superb.