My parents, bless them, just accepted they had a “weird kid” on their hands and bought me the second-hand Emily Post guides I requested. You wouldn’t catch me out wearing a tiara to a state dinner without making sure the band matched my hair colour. Etiquette guru and columnist Emily Post. Photograph: Getty Images/ BettmannWhen the Australian ambassador to Ireland did actually come over for dinner recently, he sat himself at the table in our tiny kitchen and ate the dinner my boyfriend cooked off mismatched Ikea plates. Emily Post would approve.
