You can get an app for that..
This is all Mammy2 seems to be programmed to say these days. Well since the iphone arrived in the household last Friday. I arrived into bed last night and expected to find a bed and a wife in it, but no apparently she was lying on a beach somewhere listening to the soothing sounds of waves? Waves? There’s an app with relaxing sounds to help you sleep. She never had any problems before this but now sure the iphone will help. I avoided the beachball being flung my direction and got into bed. I reckon if they ever invent a wife app I am gone. Its only a matter of time, they seem to have everything else covered. She has even got the lightsabre app so when we are in Holland at the weekend herself and the sister’s boyf can play Star Wars. Honestly.
Just when I think my family cannot get any stranger, I get a txt from the brother. I am paraphrasing but it went along the lines of:
“Can you check the death notices in the irish indo online, looking for
in Offaly?”
The scarier thing? I went onto the Indo and looked at the flipping deaths. I even checked rip.ie which has RSS feeds of the latest deaths. In case you don’t want to miss a funeral like. I txted him back to say there was no-one by that name and he replies
“Okay, they must not have put it in the papers, don’t know his surname, his son drives in here sometimes and he’s a brother-in-law of
who does the go-karting”
Let’s just say I am slighty relieved that I don’t live at home anymore. I’m not knocking the rural lifestyle, it works for some people not for me. The idea of a funeral of someone I barely know being high on my to-do list doesn’t sit well with me. However I know down country its the thing to be seen at them. I still get a laugh, even though I shouldn’t from my uncle and my granny heading to the wrong removal and not realising it until the end when they went up to sympathise with the bereaved.