Columns

Not a lot of people know this, but I was once a model! When I say ‘once’, I mean ‘once’. I made my modelling debut,

On a trip to South America earlier this year, we travelled through the night up the spectacular Chilean fjords to Puerto Montt, in the heart

I turned on the Six-One News last Thursday, and to my distress saw that the summer retreat of our country’s finest poet and the home

Glencar is one of the most perfect picture-postcard beauty spots on this island of ours. This fertile valley is protected on either side by steep

9.15 am, and the unfortunate `chocolate soldier’ was drenched! After only a few lessons with my first singing teacher I was still quaking, and though

I limped into the ballroom, with distorted posture, dressed in a large nappy held together with two large safety pins. I had come as `Richard

The Swedish tenor, Jussi Björling, occupies the Number 1 spot on my list of favourite tenors. The music critic Alan Blyth described him as “the

Dunblane, Lockerbie, Warrington, Omagh, Oklahoma, Waco, Auschwitz, Sarajevo, Baghdad – sadly, it may take some time for these towns to rid themselves of `the label’

Saint Patrick sat down to a plate of rabbit stew, but just after he blessed the food, his stew came to life, a cat jumped

If a concept is seen to work on TV, it is imitated and then overworked to exhaustion. In the last few years we have seen