Cormac MacConnell is a veteran writer and journalist. His much loved column, about his life in County Clare and observations about Irish life, has appeared in the Irish Voice for close to 30 years.
In our unique heatwave, there is a growing shortage of water nationally but, by heavens, there is no scarcity at all of midsummer craic and festivalia. A real lava of levity and laughter and pure joy at about every level.
Red Admiral's, crazy Irish weather and chatting over a pint at the Spancil Hill horse fair near Ennis.
As record numbers of Northern Americans arrive on Ireland's shores our man on the ground has some sage advice.
How observing two garden ornaments in the lazy summertime lead our man Cormac MacConnell to realize a connection between it and the real Donald Trump's actions.
Since June began I have been somewhat malevolently enjoying myself hugely on all possible occasions by singing in singsongs in Clare’s bars my dreadfully tear-jerking ballad called “The Leaving.”
With European borders literally all the rage just now in every sense of the word, let’s still have a bit of midsummer craic to lighten the doom and gloom.
From tracing your Irish roots, traveling the Wild Atlantic Way, drink driving and Donald Trump advise from a local especially for you.
"I lit a candle for little Maggie and all the other little Maggies overlooking us... the intriguing truth is that she knows well what you wrote about her."
Not only does an Irish surname reveal almost all about where a family hails from, it also exposes much about the genetics as well.
A party, a tree and a great Irish liqueur!