Look, let’s cut the craic. Dating in Ulster — especially here in Letterkenny, smack in the middle of County Donegal — isn’t what the Dublin influencers pretend. It’s messier, quieter, and honestly more interesting. Spring 2026 has thrown a curveball. The apps are dying a slow death while actual human events are having a renaissance….
Hey. I’m Connor Kearney. Born in ’87, raised in the back arse of Letterkenny, and somehow still here – though “here” looks a lot different now than it did at sixteen. I write about food, dating, and the planet falling apart for a weird little project called AgriDating on agrifood5.net. Also? I used to study…
Hey. I’m Connor Kearney. Born in ’87, raised in the back arse of Letterkenny, and somehow still here – though “here” looks a lot different now than it did at sixteen. I write about food, dating, and the planet falling apart for a weird little project called AgriDating on agrifood5.net. Also? I used to study…
Let’s just rip the bandage off, shall we? I’m Connor, and for a while there, I studied human sexuality like it was my job—because it was. I’ve read the papers, seen the trends, and honestly, I’ve spent too much time in the back arse of Letterkenny wondering why the hell everyone’s so quiet about what…
Hey. I’m Connor Kearney. Born in ’87, raised in the back arse of Letterkenny, and somehow still here – though “here” looks a lot different now than it did at sixteen. I write about food, dating, and the planet falling apart for a weird little project called AgriDating on agrifood5.net. Also? I used to study…
Hey. I’m Connor Kearney. Born in ’87, raised in the back arse of Letterkenny, and somehow still here – though “here” looks a lot different now than it did at sixteen. I write about food, dating, and the planet falling apart for a weird little project called AgriDating on agrifood5.net. Also? I used to study…
