Good morning. How’d you like your coffee? Long black? Flat white? Up your ass? No, this is not the greeting of a fatally hungover barista, but January health advice from that highly respected lifestyle website, Goop, writes Suzanne Harrington.

You know something is starting to bite when it rattles the right-wing media. 

Is 2018 the year your tween becomes a teen? Suzanne Harrington shares her top tips for navigating the hormone-addled minefield. 

When you’re a kid you write to Santa with your wish list, but who do you write to when you’re an adult? God? Hmmmm. No-one? Too depressing. Facebook? Pfffft.

SO I’M all set. The decorators have just left, the ice rink is installed in the front garden.

HERE’S a letter from Irene in Manchester, published in the free London tabloid Metro (circulation 1,475,543, owned by the pro-Brexit Daily Mail, and commonly found littering commuter train carriages).

If you ever wanted to explain the word “metaphor” to a small child, show them a photo of this year’s White House Christmas decorations. 

When I left Ireland in the 1980s, it was because, at that time, Ireland felt like being inside a bubble where everyone looked the same, spoke the same, dressed the same, acted the same, ate the same, and thought the same says Suzanne Harrington

What’s your biggest fear? Being eaten feet first by sharks? Spiders nesting in your ear? Being thrown off a roof by frothing maniacs?

There is never a good time to write a novel, writes Suzanne Harrington