Posted by
jlittle, 13:06, 3rd August 2004:
Dear Son,
I'm writing this letter slow - because I know you can't read fast.
We don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the
newspaper that most accidents happen within 2 miles from your home, so we
moved. I won't be able to send you the address because the last Irish family
that lived here took the house numbers when they moved so that they wouldn't
have to change their address.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine. I'm not sure it
works so well though. Last week I put a load in and pulled the chain and
haven't seen them since.
The weather isn't bad here. It only rained twice last week, the first time
for three days and the second time for four days.
About that coat you wanted me to send you, your Uncle Stanley said it would
be too heavy to send in the mail with the buttons on, so we cut them off and
put them in the pockets. > >
John locked his keys in the car yesterday. We were really worried because
it took him two hours to get me and your father out.
Your sister had a baby this morning but I haven't found out what it is yet
so I don't know if your an aunt or an uncle.
Uncle Ted fell in a whiskey vat last week. Some men tried to pull him out
but he fought them off and drowned. We had him cremated and he burned for
three days.
There isn't much more news at this time. Nothing much has happened.
Love Mum
P.S. I was going to send you some money but I had already sealed the
envelope.
*Disclaimer : This email is meant to be taken light heartedly. Please do
not blame me if you take offence to this email.
I object to this email, and I take offence at you drawing my attention to my own petty narrow-minded inability to see the bigger picture
Posted by
Grim..., 16:43, 3rd August 2004:
Who said the letter was from an Irish lady?
It could have been an American.
