The Happy Childhood Is Hardly Worth Your

Sing Your Song. Dance Your Dance. Tell Your Tale.

There's Nothing Sillier In The World Than A Teacher Telling You Don't Do It After You Already Did It.

I Can't Go Back. The Past Won't Go Away In This Family.

If You Were Mean To Your Parents, They'd Give You A Good Belt In The Gob And Send You Flying Across The Room.

People Everywhere Brag And Whimper About The Woes Of Their Early Years, But Nothing Can Compare With The Irish Version: The Poverty; The Shiftless Loquacious Father; The Pious Defeated Mother Moaning By The Fire; Pompous Priests; Bullying School Masters; The English And The Terrible Things They Did To Us For Eight Hundred Long Years. Above All -- We Were Wet.