It occurs to me that 'somebody' ought to write a
parody of the lovely 'Kilkelly Ireland' song that
reflects the Irish economic boom...a hundred
odd years later.

Somebody writing to their son about all the
wonderful stuff that's going on, the estate-agent
coming round and wanting to buy the house, you
should see father driving about in his Jaguar,
etc.

Meanwhile the son is working retail at a
tourist resort on Martha's Vineyard or some
such.