Tuesday, May 22, 2012

title pic Keep Calm

Posted by dulwichmum on Wed 17 November 2010

Brenda is on on the phone this morning to the Department of Finance in Ireland to check that her savings are still secure…

This is just terrifying. No really. What if she ends up destitute and has to come to live with me (gulp)?

I gave her a nice cup of tea to calm her nerves.

I had a Baileys on my organic granola.

James had a shot of Hennessy in his coffee – it was mostly Hennessy actually.

Albina’s biggest concern is that if Ireland descends into chaos, we may be forced to keep Mary Byrne from XFactor!

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Comments: 7 Comments to Read

  • Blue Sky said,

    Glad you’re supporting Irish Industry in our time of need!

  • Jazzygal said,

    Well, we must all do our best for our Country. Baileys it is….. and a little drop of Jameson in my cup of Barry’s Gold label.

    Now, if only we made our own wine. I’d get this country on it’s feet again all by myself!!

    x Jazzy

  • Mother Hen said,

    It is nice to support our dancing, cheery Irish friends but whats with the cheese? They already make great stuff,why import it back in to the land after first shipping it out??

  • Roisin said,

    Baileys on Granola? Why that’s practically healthfood. Sure cornflakes are pretty much liquid Guinness.

  • notesredshoes said,

    I just sent this to everyone i know in Dublin, they hate me.
    xx

  • dulwichmum said,

    Perfect Blue Sky,

    I am wishing you all well sweetie. I am praying that you have enough food to keep Mary Byrne in the manner to which she is clearly accustomed!

    Sweet Jazzygal,

    I completely agree.

    Lovely Mother Hen,

    I haven’t mentioned cheese.

    Darling Roisin,

    I knew you would understand. Slainte.

    Dear Notesredshoes,

    They will murder you!

  • Maddy said,

    Oh my! What’s trials you do suffer.

    Out here of course, such behavior would never be tolerated. It’s odd when you think about it, here we are, surrounded by Californian sunshine and vineyards up to are ears, yet if you so much as sniff a whiff of wine they whisk you off as an alcoholic.

    You count your blessings dearie, you’d never survive out here.
    Cheers

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