Driving across Ireland from Dublin to Co. Clare at high speed yesterday I thought, as we flashed by yet another turn-off to a small town,...

We keep a big dirty plastic cement bucket in our back garden to tell us which way the wind is blowing. If it’s up near the gas tank we...

It’s Sunday. Which means the wind has changed from south westerly to a freezing, biting North wind. It’s like mid-December. The family of...

Yesterday morning the lid of the compost bin disappeared. The big plank of wood that keeps it in place was lying on the ground next to...