As all of us grew up we all lived abroad for a while. One of my brothers spent 10 years in the States. Mum used to take visits out to see him on a regular basis.
My brother was like all of us, a chocolate fanatic (Mum did her best to encourage this in all her children.) On heading to the states instead of the empty cases to fill with clothes, as is the custom with many an Irish US bound traveller, Mum would instead have bags choc-a-block with a selection of Cadbury’s that any sweetshop would’ve been proud of! I remember Mum packing , her excitement levels rising at the thoughts of my brother opening up this teasure trove of a chocolate feast.
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I’m always teased in my family for picking at food in the kitchen. Instead of just taking a slice of cake, I’ll take 15 minuscule slices, thus avoiding all risk of calorific intake.
Mum was a great one for taking a bite of something then wrapping it up. I remember oftentimes foraging around the biscuit barrell at home only to produce a half eaten Penguin bar or a biscuit with one bite out of it. If we moaned at Mum for this she would protest , saying she was going back to it later. She’d always leave the custard creams whole though…boring biscuits were safe!
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As I mentioned previously being the youngest brought with it many benefits, but it also entails a significant workload. I was the teas-maid for the family as soon as I was past the kettle-scalding age. The first couple of tea trays were prepared with over-enthusiasm which soon enough morphed into nonchalance. Mum never liked to ask anyone to actually make her tea, so she’d always ask you to “just put a tea-bag in a cup of boiling water” as if by explaining the process it automatically downgraded to a non tea making experience.
Mum was the Canderel queen, never without her stash to take the edge off a cuppa. It was always tea with sweeteners and then a chocolate biscuit on the side…perfect!
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This is really what I want to focus on with this blog, not only to remember the fantastic parts of life but the mundane as well. I don’t want to forget the ‘hello dear’ as Mum used to holler as she made it across the front door with bags of groceries or the knowing search I could make at any time for a fruit pastille in the bottom of her handbag, or the way Mum used to buy dark chocolate bounty bars for the kitchen drawer as she know nobody would touch them- what a cruel mother!
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