Bernard’s “Big Five-Oh” gives the Doyle family something to celebrate, and we head to Connemara for a holiday. Red Sails, our home for the week, is in the centre of Carna village, deep in the heart of Connemara and right on the water’s edge. We arrive in convoy with fishing rods, welly boots, cameras, rain … Continue reading connemara summer
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crime capital
It seems every morning I open the Age newspaper website, at least two of the main headlines refer to another murder, stabbing, shooting somewhere in Melbourne. The other thing that is beginning raise alarm bells is the number of serious injuries or deaths on the roads, so often by young people still on their P … Continue reading crime capital
December Dublin
Grafton Street: Wednesday: noon The rain has stopped its unremitting misery for a few hours and Dublin is at its wintery best. Despite the wet streets and darkly-clad lunchtime crowd, there is a distinct Christmassy feel. Even in early afternoon the light is dull enough to show off the chandelier-like garlands of silver lights on … Continue reading December Dublin
fiji time
I wake up to the sounds of waves lapping against the sand. The water's edge is less than fifty paces from me: Orlando has moved our bed to the doors of our bure so that I can be lulled to sleep and then awakened by the sea. I put the kettle on, slip on a swimsuit. Outside … Continue reading fiji time
Máiréad Doyle 