I’m sitting in the back seat of the old car on one of the wild rambles through Donegal with my father at the wheel. I’m hanging out the back window trying to get some fresh air and keep the car ...

“Nothing to see here but another beautiful, empty beach in Co Donegal.” The Twitter post caught my eye on a miserable winter night in Dublin, and so I plotted my escape to Inishowen, the largest ...

When someone mentions Donegal, what do you think of? Blue-flag beaches, imposing mountains, jaw-dropping cliffs, stunning forests? You would be right on all those counts, but don’t forget tweed. Tweed ...

My parents both came from Donegal and moved to Scotland for work, but they always longed for the ‘old country’ and kept my dad’s family home and farm. I remember thinking I was missing out by always ...

That summer we took a holiday in Donegal Town. It was 50 miles from where we set out to our destination, but it seemed to take us all day to get there along the endlessly winding roads. I was a child ...

When someone mentions Donegal, what do you think of? Blue-flag beaches, imposing mountains, jaw-dropping cliffs, stunning forests. You would be right on all those counts, but don’t forget tweed. Tweed ...