Imagine if you will, a government that nobody actually voted for. A government with no opposition that legislates at the…

In August of last year I wrote an article pointing to the impending consequence of the Irish government’s rolling lockdown…

We’ve lost Fionn and his Fianna, the stories that were told for hundreds, thousands of generations by firesides in Ireland…

Painters talk of the temperature of paint. It’s warm. It’s cold. There are colours that complement each other, others that do…

So what, and why, is music? Why is the organisation of meaningless noises into arbitrary mathematical sequences more than a…

Levi ‘Lev’ Driscoll, wrote the odd sentence or two when creativity revealed itself to him. This month, albeit at a…

Before Ireland’s third pandemic lockdown began, in December 2020, I paid a visit to my local library, in the hope…

I yearn for Six Nations matches at this time of year. Despite my worthier self, I cannot take my eyes…

The degree of civilisation in a society can be judged by entering its prisons. Fyodor Dostoevsky, The House of the…