Is beloved Farming columnist Denis Lehane really about to quit farming for good? 

The film Oppenheimer, like scour in young calves, is rampant at the moment. It's everywhere you look. Golden Globes, Oscars, red carpet, it's a film too smart to ignore. Too clever to lose.

Murty landed his plane safely somewhere over the Himalayas on Christmas Eve using all the survival skills he learned from me here on this West Cork farm

My Beatles connection all started many years ago when in search of a car to pull a cow box, I bought one once owned by John Lennon himself

It's high time our musicians tuned into the idea of a rock concert in aid of farmers, like they do in the States

Raising the recruitment age to 50 gives old guys like me the chance to be TJ Hooker before we die

It was a crime against all single men, but particularly against the tongue-tied and the humble in our herd

The payment for the photography gig, as you might expect from RTÉ, was astronomical

Some day I will probably be rewarded for my efforts in farming with a sainthood or perhaps the Nobel Prize for Farming

Our intrepid Farm Exam columnist, Denis Lehane, risked life and limb this week by flying no-frills