This Irish tea towel features the following humor:
LETTER FROM AN IRISH MOTHER TO HER SON
Dear Son,
Good news for you, your sister Bridie finally had a baby this morning but I haven't found out if it's a boy or a girl, so I don't know whether you are an auntie or an uncle.
You won't recognize the house when you get home - we have moved. Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen within 20 miles from your home, so we moved. I won't be able to send you the address because the last family that lived here took the house number with them so that they wouldn't have to change their address.
Just a few lines to let you know I'm still alive. I'm writing this letter slowly because I know you can't read fast and your hearing is bad. I can't send you an e-mail because you don't have a computer and neither do I.
Auntie Mary has sent you a pair of socks she knitted, she put a third one in because she heard you've grown another foot since she last saw you.
I went to the doctor last Thursday with your father. The doctor put a small glass tube in my mouth and told me not to talk to ten minutes. Your father offered to buy it from him, whatever the price!
We had a letter from the undertaker. He said if the last payment on your grandmother's plot was not paid in seven days, up she comes.
John locked his keys in the car yesterday. We were really worried because it took him two hours to get you father and me out.
If you don't get this letter please let me know!
Your loving Mum
Breda
P.S. I was going to send you some money but I had already sealed the envelope.
