“When anyone asks me about the Irish character, I say look at the trees. Maimed, stark and misshapen, but ferociously tenacious.

From Michael Collins' slippers to a mug of tea to the Loughnashade trumpet, let's celebrate St Patrick's Day, online for the second year in a row, with a virtual tour

We’ve heard matter-of-fact stories of the elderly people who are still driving, still shopping and still communicating despite lockdown. Many of them took to Zoom without a second thought to keep in touch

In these groundhog days, the arrival of the post is an event. And yesterday, although late with my order, I was thrilled to see the February issue of cycling magazine Rouleur thump on to the hall mat.

A damp Tuesday could be cheered up by a flying elephant or a glimpse of a Tricirrustops — a Triceratops dinosaur in cirrus, get it? — flying overhead.

Teresa Deevy's plays about people on the margins looking for a voice were out of favour in the conservative Ireland of the 1930s, writes Clodagh Finn

There is a very long tradition of silencing women in public.

The earl's tenants on his north Kerry estate were eking out a miserable living to pay rents that did not even come close to funding his extravagant lifestyle

We must take note of what survivors have said: be alert to the dangers and be careful about words

Aged 19, Clodagh Finn sat down to write a letter to find out about her birth at St Patrick’s mother and baby home. She didn't know that her mother was living around the corner