A letter from an Irish mother to her son
*This was one of the first forwards I ever got on my old dial up, so forgive me if yous have seen it before.*
Dear Son,
Just a few lines to let you know I'm still alive. I'm writing this letter slowly because I know you can't read fast. We are all doing very well.
You won't recognise the house when you get home - we have moved. Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen within 20 miles from your home, so we moved. I won't be able to sen…