It’s only a tin can

It’s a fantastic Irish summer day and everyone’s enjoying the beach. A young family is walking towards me. The child’s swings his head towards a  discarded drink can. ‘Don’t jump on it,’ says the mother. Her words transform  him into a guided missile that locks onto the drink can lying on the pavement. He’s jumps […]

Last edited July 04th 2016

Anita’s song captures all our mothering worries, whether we say them out loud or if they’re the thoughts chasing through our heads. Mothers seem to be programmed to be continually asking questions about the child’s welfare.
We forget these questions have a ‘sell-by’ date.

Last edited September 02nd 2010

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