Emer McLysaght: The elusive convertible owners start to appear once the mercury hits canal-pints levels. There can be no more than 16 in Ireland
Emer McLysaght
Emer McLysaght columns
Emer McLysaght: When it comes to insect bites I need the poitín of bug sprays
Emer McLysaght: Most elder millennials, Gen Xers and Boomers can compare the 2000s to the relative innocence and ignorance of life pre-widespread internet and social media
Emer McLysaght: In Ireland the discourse around ‘mammy’ regularly rears its head, but a recent Twitter spat was different
Emer McLysaght: I love to taunt bully drivers, which is a form of road rage all on its own
Emer McLysaght: With Twitter in unsettling flux, nostalgia is already setting in for the heyday of #yokegate, #MassTweets and more
Emer McLysaght: The presenters of Channel 4′s Taskmaster have effortlessly introduced Mae Martin
Emer McLysaght: The latest beverage phenomenon is flavoured water. We’re not talking a dash of Miwadi or a splash of Robinsons
Emer McLysaght: As a child, the Stations of the Cross was like a horrifying over-18s miniseries
Emer McLysaght: The veteran broadcaster is carving out a viable alternative to wall-to-wall news coverage or the berserk breakfast show model
I got my first in Canada thinking I was the wisest nomad that ever lived, with thousands of miles between my parents in Ireland and the tattoo parlour in British Columbia
The rabid need in this country to pair off any visiting celebrity with an Irish granny or a hurl and sliotar is excruciating
Emer McLysaght: Confronted with a ‘by the glass’ menu recently, I became blinded by panic when none of my wine safe words jumped out at me. No Malbec, no Tempranillo, not even a reliable Cab Sav
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