Brian McDaid

Three years on I imagined it would be a bit different. Back on St Patrick’s Weekend in 2019, I drove…

Last Saturday morning, there were a few milling about on the Main Street in Letterkenny. Nothing was organised, just wee…

Motoring Columnist Brian McDaid shares his fond memories of Belfast rally driver Paddy Hopkirk, who passed away this week aged…

I could smell two Minis up ahead. They branched off at the roundabout to head around the bypass.  I knew then…

By Brian McDaid This week in 1944 Neilus Coyle started a summer job in the Post Office. A week before…

‘Sure my daddy runs that place!’ A classic one-liner from one of Letterkenny’s most naturally funny and witty people. By…

We’re home. The rally sticker is now up on the garage window. It will fade as time goes by but…

The style council is back in town. It’s been a long time, three years with lockdown. I saw them all…

‘Sweep, I thought I won the sweep!’, a term only rally fraternity would appreciate. It’s the run up to the…

“There’s a wee piece for you, away you go now and watch yourself this time.’ It was the first ‘food…

Rhododendrons in full lavender bloom said farewell to Carrie Harvey on either side of the New Line Road in Letterkenny…

Madge was our photographer on the day. I always thought the picture was taken on the day of my first…

Donegal Daily motoring columnist Brian McDaid is marked 40 years of the Opel Corsa with a trip to Manor Motors……

I know before I look out the window what has happened, another car is trying to turn right at the…

After you had finished your ice pop you could write your name using the lollipop stick and tar on a…

Flowering currant or ‘Flower and Corn’ as I always thought it was called, reminds me of my grandparents homes as…

It’s been three years since ‘Donegal’ was here. That’s the one single word that sparks the greatest passion in any…

I made two different journeys from the same place this week, a bit like my own version of a local…

One Guinea was the fee. Mount Southwell Place was the location. Quarter-stretched red brick houses in the middle of Letterkenny…

Our old Standard is the family car I remember the best. I remember its face, the headlights as eyes, the…