Emer McLysaght: Gritting my teeth and heading to the dentist
The Chair of Doom looms large in the nightmares of many, but imagine how society – and our smiles – would look if dentists weren’t on hand to get us through our dental crises
I’m getting two fillings tomorrow. Two fillings, on the same side, top and bottom, first thing on a Monday morning. Even the receptionist had the good grace to wince when I made the appointment.
I thought I had a rockier road ahead of me, truth be told. When I went for my six-month check-up last week, more than two years after my last visit, I assumed every tooth in my head would be...
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Emer McLysaght: In lockdown, no one can hear you scream at your printer
The Covid-19 restrictions left us at the mercy of the cruellest of devices, the home printer – and boy, did they make the most of it
Susan O'Keeffe: This week showed the absolute need for lobbying when it serves the public interest
The best lobbying is upfront, sometimes naïve, always passionate and rooted in an injustice, as opposed to the type performed by David Cameron in defence of 'his' bank
Nadine O’Regan: The Gates announce divorce and we’re utterly gobsmacked
They’re not like other fabulously wealthy couples: Billy is nerdy, Melinda is prim and they both more or less run the world together while aglow in their reputation for philanthropy. So we found ourselves scrabbling to figure out why they say they can no longer ‘grow together as a couple’
Emer McLysaght: My pandemic purchases, part 786,423: roller skates
Were you, in childhood, a skating prodigy with the glittering grace and astonishing speed of a shooting star? Turns out, me neither