Sponsored Content. Come on: Donegal is lovely, but it’s wet. Extremely wet. We love the rolling hills, twisting coastal roads,…
I’m waiting on Curley and Frazer at the end of the Carnhill Stage. It’s the Saturday before the Donegal International…
Stay where you are and stop wasting your time googling this! Maybe in years to come Joe Mahon from ‘Lesser…
Main pic: A view of the photography studio on the Berkeley Road, opposite the Mater Hospital. Photo Brian McDaid. The…
The smell of summer is still the same as it always was. It was a Thursday morning out walking along…
Main pic: My uncle, Johnny Coyle, on one of his many fishing trips that he enjoyed all his life. The…
Featured Photo: Members of the Harley Family in Trentagh who turned out to support can run in memory of Joe…
Brian McDaid recalls simpler days of building dens and spring adventures. I looked back down into Letterkenny and we were…
Super Oscars were the business, the light of the 70s and 80s, I still think I have a pair of…
Driving with your fog lights on during the day – it’s something that drives other motorists round the bend .…
We never really found shamrocks, or even the clover that we were sure were shamrocks. We always ended up with…
There was a moment in the never ending goals that I thought of a cousin and a friend Shaun McDaid…
I felt a bit like Cinderella returning the Volkswagen ID Buzz this week as I clicked the key fob to…
We went off sugar for lent. Me and daddy. It was Ash Wednesday and we were heading to Sligo in…
A tribute to Tony Horner – Motorsport writer and photographer, by Brian McDaid It was hard to know which was…
“They were the real thing” – that’s what was said about a few pairs of white Guess runners making their…
I can remember the Gestetner; the one that was powered by hand in the boot of a big estate, maybe…
I’m heading to a garage on a cold wet and windy Saturday afternoon when it gets dark very early. It’s…
They say it’s not the same, and maybe they’re right but at Christmas this year I was brought down with…
As the lights go out, I turn to watch one of the massive overhead projectors, resting my hand on the…
