Women’s Gaelic football has made huge strides but even more must be made before there is equality, writes Paul Rouse.

Mabel Cahill could not be found.

The fun starts early. The motorways up from the west are busy — so busy that by the time the toll-booths near Enfield are hit, the cars are queuing back five and six deep even though it’s not even close to noon.

It’s Sunday afternoon and the currach races at the Inishbofin Maritime Festival are in full flow. There’s a slow breeze blowing in around the ruin of the old Cromwellian barracks and across the harbour.

The world of sport, with its seemingly endless capacity to invent and reinvent itself, has demonstrated time and again that there is nothing permanent, nothing resistant to transition.