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A letter from an Irish mother:

Dear Son,

Just a few lines to let you know I’m still alive.  I’m writing this letter slowly because I know you cant read fast. You won’t know the house when you get home we have moved.

About your father he has a lovely new job.  He has 500 men under him he cuts grass at the cemetery.  There was washing machine at the new house when we moved in but it hasn’t been working too good.  Last week I put in 14 shirts, pulled the chain, and haven’t seen the shirts since.

Your sister Mary had a baby this morning but I haven’t found out whether it’s a boy or a girl, so I don’t know if you are an aunt or an uncle.

Your uncle Patrick drowned last week in a vat of whisky in the Dublin Brewery.  Some of his workmates tried to save him but he fought them off bravely.  The cremated him and it look three days to put out the fire.

I went to the doctor on Thursday and your father went with me.  The doctor put a small tube in my mouth and told me not to talk for ten minutes.  Your father offered to buy it from him.

It only rained twice this week, first for three days, and then for four days.  Monday was so windy one the chickens laid the same egg four times.  We had a letter from the undertaker.  He said if the last payment on your Grandmother’s plot wasn’t pain in seven days, up she comes.

Your Loving Mother, XX

P.S. I was going to send you ten pounds but I had already sealed the envelope.

Price: $5.99 (USD)