If you've spent any time cycling or driving through Mayo, you'll have noticed the scattered houses across the hillsides and bogs, whitewashed gables set back from boreens, new timber-framed homes on sites that have been in the same family for generations. Building…
October is the window. Once November arrives on the west coast, the weather stops giving you chances. Rain comes in sideways, the ground gets soft, and anything you meant to fix before winter is now a job you are doing in the…
If you live in a draughty old farmhouse a kilometre from the nearest village, with Atlantic rain hammering the west gable every winter, the idea of a heat pump sounds very appealing. Running costs lower than oil, less dependence on fuel deliveries…
There's a particular kind of daydream that gets people. You're scrolling through property listings late on a grey Tuesday, and there it is: a stone cottage somewhere outside Clifden or up a boreen near Roundstone, asking price somewhere between tempting and "well,…
