You'd Be An Eejit Not to Read This Gobshite!
Kidding about the heading, it's the only Irish I know. Though I am diligently working the phrase, `taking agin' into my daily speech. (I'm taking agin my family who keeps telling me to knock it off.)
Mammy had me when talking about her next-door neighbors, the Kilfeathers: "Lovely people. We are terrific pals, of course. And yet, I find that I very much hate Mrs. Kilfeather." Which makes me love Mammy that much more.
"They say the Eskimos have a hundred words for snow, but we Irish seem to have at least a hundred for the state of being intoxicated." Mammy is hilaire, as Helen would say, and is a woman after my own heart in the kitchen, in C is for Cooking.
From tales of the Jolly Boys and those hideous Feathery Strokers, (public enemy number one), Mammy and her girls feel like part of the family. From A-Z, we get highlights of all five Walsh girls and their exploits, and Mammy even shares sweet stories about her grandchildren, and by sweet I mean nightmare. (Her word, not mine!)
Mammy Walsh is such a superstar. (Does Amazon sell the Eeejit Stick yet?) I applaud her infatuation with Slicers! and the women who wear them. Though I had to Google Padre Pio and Cornetto (stupid American), I laughed aloud at the V is for Vajazzling scene, especially when Mammy can't resist reminding Helen: "When you think about it," I said, happy as you please, "I must have done it at least five times!'" Brilliant! Marian Keyes does the best dialogue on the planet!
Thank you, Marian Keyes,
I fangirl double-heart xoxo you!