So, a nice story that illustrates beautifully the (mystifying) reverence held by Irish mothers for their sons. A colleague's brother had just started university and was visiting another student's flat.
"Would you like a cup of tea?" asked the host. "Lovely, yes please" was the reply.
"Milk?"
"Yes please."
"Sugar?"
"Yes thanks."
"How many?"
"I'm not sure, my mother usually puts it in."
You couldn't make it up could you. Needless to say, this story will follow him for life.
"Would you like a cup of tea?" asked the host. "Lovely, yes please" was the reply.
"Milk?"
"Yes please."
"Sugar?"
"Yes thanks."
"How many?"
"I'm not sure, my mother usually puts it in."
You couldn't make it up could you. Needless to say, this story will follow him for life.
Is this anyone I'm related to?
ReplyDeleteThat's funny. Especially since I have a son leaving for college in August. :D
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