As you know our roof was givin’ trouble and we had to call on the services of Mick Teehan, the builder. He sent two Polish lads, Jan and his father Stefan, to do what needed to be done and in the course of the project the Mother took a shine to Stefan. They have become a sort of an item. Although he has little English and she has no Polish, the language of love seems to be gettin’ them by.

Herself and himself have also discovered a shared passion for farmin’ and are spendin’ more and more time potterin’ around my few acres in Lisnapookybawna. If I’m not careful they’ll move into the house and take squatters’ rights on the place.