Family

We took ourselves off to Haifa and gave the Little Princes a quick tour of the upper level of the Bahai gardens, the lower level that is the German colony, and Cinemal, all before we were due at Dina and Zheni's for the evening. We spent another lovely evening with Dina and Zheni, the girls were introduced to Blinis a Russian crepe like pancake served either with savoury or sweet fillings, we tucked in and enjoyed yet another Russian tradition, and our fillings were all sweet, tradition tells us the savoury should be caviar but you can keep that rubbish, blah.....

Over the last few days we have been watching a lot of Mrs Browns Boys, and something struck me today, Mrs Brown is Ireland's proudest loud mouthed mother, it is ok for her to poke fun at her kids, tell them exactly what she thinks of them, sometimes cuttingly, but dare any other person try and bad mouth one of her children, she is like a lioness and will tongue whip the person silly enough to try, this is a Mothers love, we don't always say what our children want to hear, we don't always get things right, BUT they are our children and we will defend them with our last breath, but we will still drop them a peg if we need to, why because we love them.

MRS BROWN: What do you want, Grandad? 

GRANDAD BROWN: I don't feel well. 

MRS BROWN: You're ninety-two, you're not supposed to fucking feel well!