Shades, shorts and sandals, but no socks
There are few things that show how much Ireland has changed since we lost the run of ourselves better than the way we behave when there is a bit of sun.
People talk of Prosecco as if they had grown up with it. Most say they prefer it to Champagne and, because we are now so widely travelled, people give out yards about how it only costs four euro in Porto Wherever.
People who some years ago would have been on a deck chair in Duncannon with a knotted handkerchief on their head and flannel trousers rolled up to the knees are wearing shorts, Hawaiian shirts, Ray-Bans, and sandals. Without socks.