I still giggle when I remember my mom's story about my parents telling my great-grandmother Mom was pregnant with me. They said, "We're going to name her Molly," and Gaga sniffed and opined, "Tsk...sounds like a charwoman's name."

*snicker*

And my grandmother was Irish-Italian, but in total denial of her Irish side. Of course, she couldn't have been in too much denial, or she wouldn't have married a Cyril Doyle. *grin*

Molly (or did she mean fishmonger?)


P.S. Wasn't it Cromwell who said of the Burren, "There isn't water enough to drown a man, trees enough to hang a man, or soil enough to bury a man," or similar?