The Wisdom of Irene By Anita Mathias Irene, crooning to me, “Mummy, you’re a mummy, and you’ll always be a mummy, but I am an Irene, and one day I will be a mummy.” Me, “Well, I’m not just a mummy.” She, soothingly, “I know. You are a writer, a Mummy, and a chatterbox.” First Name: Email address: By ticking this box you consent to the information you provide on this form being used to keep in touch with you and to provide updates. View our Privacy Policy. Leave this field empty if you're human: More from my siteIn which Zoe gives Irene a shirt declaring “I am always right,” and Irene almost believes it In which Family Life Makes us LaughMy heavenly daughter, IreneIn which Irene Comforts MeFamily Dinner, Chez Mathias Share this...FacebookTwitter
