New York delivers … but first, let me catch up on my sleep! Having been to and experienced a taste of New York (five days is only a snapshot), I feel I understand John McEnroe better. At Wimbledon, his brash, in-your-face attitude clashed with the hush tones of Centre Court. I know that where he…
The vaporetto pulls out of Piazzale de Roma into the Venetian lagoon and I can’t quite believe I am in Italy. This is my first overseas trip after the pandemic. I am here for the European Network of Agricultural Journalists AGM and a press trip to the Cavallino Treporti region to explore “Farming in the…
Over the summer, I entered the Irish Farmers’ Journal Country Living’s Local Treasures writing competition. They were encouraging people to write about a place that they went to over lockdown that people in general might not know about. When I saw the competition on social media, I immediately thought of Yellow Water, outside the Co…
Over the years, I have brought in the cows for milking hundreds of times on the farm. If the sky is clear, I can look right across the Mourne Mountains, see Spelga Dam’s wall and even notice if the overflow is on. This month, I got the opportunity to watch herds of cattle come down…
Those that know me will know that I like my tennis and I love Wimbledon. I have been fortunate enough over the years to win tickets in the public ballot and make the trip to the hallowed grounds of London SW19. Whilst I am not going over to watch the tennis live this summer, I…
I enjoyed a weekend break to Belgium recently. When Great Britain’s victorious Davis Cup team won the final in November 2015, I liked the tweets players and tennis journalists were posting of Ghent, so it was first on the list. Viator, a local touring company, were offering a day trip from the capital Brussels out…