On International Kissing Day we recall the kisses we best remember, writes Rita de Brún.

IT BEGAN with a four-hour car ride, a ferry full of merry priests, nuns, bishops and hairy babies, and it got stranger from there.

An unusual congregation of priests, nuns, and lovely girls, have provided a welcome boost to tourism in the Aran Islands.

As if 48 medals wasn’t enough, it seems a British newspaper is determined to take one of ours as their own.