Learner Dad: 'I’m getting too old to be lying on the ground'

I REMEMBER when we were small, whenever we’d ask my mother what she wanted for Christmas, she’d reply that she wanted “a bit of peace”.

Not all the peace, just a bit — there isn’t a shred of greed in a proper Irish Mammy. We assumed she meant peace in Northern Ireland or maybe the Middle East, but now, of course, I get it — she just wanted us to leave her alone.