Lawrence Casey Mother and the Car August 25, 2013 One lasting memory of Mother was the day she ran the old green mini into the turf barn. You may well think this could happen to anyone. Well read on and we will see. The old fella was back in England picking potatoes, Mother decided after all of one lesson that she was well up to driving the old man's pride and joy into the town (Kilkelly) to do the bit of shopping (in these days very little was shop bought if you could 'ant grow it you did 'ant need it) Well of set mother at a steady 25 miles or so and hour approx 2 hours later you could see the green glint on the horizon and here came dear Anne the face said it all the shear look of pride and accomplishment was evident. Smiling and waving to us all, as she entered the drive feeling mighty she was and forgetting to actually look where the hell she was going until crunch the right side front light and wing disappeared into the wall of the turf barn. The poor woman did not know whether to laugh or cry. We on the other hand once we found out she was not hurt started a mad laughing fit and the more she told us to stop the funnier it all seemed. To cut a long story short the car was returned to Kilkelly repaired and returned within a couple of days and do you know the old fella never saw any difference. God love you Dearest.