Sharpen your knives...it’s time to talk turkey carving
Carving the bird is a rite of passage and it’s easy to mess up with a blunt blade
Carving the bird is a rite of passage and it’s easy to mess up with a blunt blade
Our Christmas gifts have been getting more pragmatic and that’s fine by me
Unhung paintings have just become more clutter around the house
‘I can’t deny a secret yearning to escape the country and return to Stoneybatter’
There had to be a better way of disposing it than flinging it into landfill
Leaving things to nature – and lawns unmowed – pays its own dividends
Striking a balance between surrendering the garden to nature and precision strimming
Despite living in a predominantly wet environment, we are mindful of the water we use
I need to construct a new henhouse and this time I ought to properly consider its design
After a month in a high rise in Chicago, life back in the countryside seems quaint
The drawer is packed like Tutankhamen’s tomb but we won’t dispose of anything
The ‘welly tree’ didn’t pass the taste test
Seville oranges are in, but I need to go shopping to improve this year’s batch
The bookshelves in our cottage are full, but some day there’ll be space for more
Philip Judge’s tree is adorned with years of decorations, both tasteful and tawdry
Accumulated years of Irish winters mean crumbling plaster, sweaty floors and wilting newspapers
Dublin Theatre Festival: Intimate snapshots of life in Dublin 15 pair actors with locals. The results are top-notch
‘I often regret my lack of interesting socks – but they’re there. I just can’t find them’
We have dozens, some for making prosecco look like champagne, others for extinguishing fires
You want to grow to love your garden, not hate it. I adore my vegetable patch – but it is too large
Extending could mean letting go of olde worlde touches like headbanger doors
A strong wind took away the cheap gazebos, but a cherry tree gives us just the right shade
Whenever our neighour asked about the troublesome tank I would shrug and think of butterflies
Writer Philip Judge is sometimes visited by the relatives and descendants of others who have lived in his home
I have no technological tools for my small-scale husbandry, but I get a never-failing thrill when I fork over a ridge of dark clay to reveal a spill of new potatoes
Crosswords & puzzles to keep you challenged and entertained
How does a post-Brexit world shape the identity and relationship of these islands
Inquests into the nightclub fire that led to the deaths of 48 people
Weddings, Births, Deaths and other family notices