Ye are men of Mayo, ye are men of steel

Fri, Sep 10, 2021

So here you are again. This time it is is different. Every year it is different. Last year the lights were on. It was a darkening Dublin evening. This year, the warmth of September raises the hairs on those tensed arms. Feel yourself, feel the sheer bulk of you. Look around and hear the power of what lies around you. See who lines up alongside you. The stands are heaving, just half the crowd normally here...but look to the skies and you feel where the rest of them are.

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There's nothing that floors us like a bit of heat

Fri, Jul 23, 2021

There are only a few things in life that can floor the Irish. A small fall of snow. A few flakes and we're closing roads and skiving off work and school. The second thing is a draught. There's seemingly nothing as fatal to the Irish person as the draught that you sat in a week or so ago and which now has ya at death's door. And the third thing is the heat. The heat. The heattttttttttt.

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Outdoor dining is restoring the hearts of our community

Fri, Jun 11, 2021

I have always been fascinated by the audio offerings that come with whatever car I have had. From the first cassette players to the smoothness of the CD drives, sucking in the discs; to the Pioneer speakers which I had drilled into the doors. As times has gone by, what passed as extraordinary in those cars are now de rigeur, the norm. This year when I changed my car in Galway, I discovered that my new car and its complicated audio system had an even newer feature that ordinarily would be like a lighthouse in the Bog of Allen, brilliant but useless.

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Ye are Mayo, ye are men of steel

Fri, Dec 18, 2020

So here we are again. This time it is is different. The lights are on. It is a darkening Dublin evening. Feel yourself, feel the sheer bulk of you. Look around and hear the power of what lies around you. The terraces and seats normally heaving with passion lie empty...but look to the sky and you know that it is not.

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Remembering a man who is a bit of all of us

Sat, Aug 22, 2020

There has been a sort of numbing of our senses this year with the overwhelming sense of general sadness, so much so that when real grief comes our way, we are waylaid by it. In the oh so obvious way that we say that people are dying now who never died before, it is an appreciation and a sadness that their passing represents a loss not only of their presence, but of something of our own history and future.

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John Hume – the man who laid the foundations for a new Ireland

Fri, Aug 07, 2020

One of the many admirable qualities of the late and unquestionably great John Hume was his ability to listen. As someone once said, courage is what it takes to stand up and speak; courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen. And John Hume possessed both.

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Mayo wakes up to sadness as we lose another hero

Sun, Jun 21, 2020

Here in Mayo, we quake at the death of a garda, because we have known so much tragedy on that front. All good people, all dedicated to putting themselves at risk so that the lives of the general public can be protected. All great men who would have gone on to contribute so much to the communities that loved them.

And now, we gather around another family, and another town, as they sit numbed by another senseless death.

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Summer hasn't been cancelled — just the way we knew it

Fri, Apr 24, 2020

The west is a place defined by summer. When we call to mind all that we love about the place, we see blue skies and colourful costumes. We sense the sweet smells of exotic foods cooking. We hear the strumming of guitars, the banging of drums. We see the advancing battle for space on the streets of Westport and Castlebar and Ballina and Foxford, as visitors flock in their tens of thousands to sample what is wondrous about this part of Ireland when the sun shines and the days are long.

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The sun will rise on a better day

Fri, Mar 20, 2020

The day will come again soon when the sun will rise over Achill, throwing a blanket of gold across the county, snaking down through the streets of every town and village, creating a warmth in which we all will bask; banishing the cold fearful thoughts that we all harbour once our eyes open each morning at this time. The day will come when we go back to worrying about the trivial things we worried about; when the rain will be just the rain and the traffic, just the traffic.

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We've spoken and it's all very clear now, isn't it?

Fri, Feb 14, 2020

So to quote Dick Tuck, we have spoken, we bastards, and if we are to look at who we have elected right across the country, we see that what has come out of our mouths is that we want a bit of change.

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Time for us to shape the Ireland that we all want

Fri, Jan 17, 2020

When we come to elect a new government, we are often influenced by the desire to do right by the candidate. He or she is a grand person, who will look after ya, who says hello to you on the street, who will look after your pothole (not a euphemism).

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A mourning for an age of innocence

Fri, Nov 08, 2019

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In semiotics, there is the signifier and the signified.

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