It’s decently acted and sometimes droll, but there seems to be something already a little dated about The Walsh Sisters. Perhaps it’s stuck in a story of Ireland that has changed.

Based on Marian Keyes’ warm-hearted and wildly popular novels, The Walsh Sisters, a six-part drama about five sisters in contemporary Dublin, cocks familiar snooks at old expectations. But it demonstrates too that new expectations are a lot of hard work: we open with a sister throwing up in the bathroom and passing out after a night out wondering what people want of her (just to sober up, as it turns out). It’s a far cry from Dancing at Lughnasa.

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