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One of my broth­ers com­pletely for­got it was Mother’s Day on Sun­day.

Mind you, he had been up til 4.30am in a su­per­vi­sory role of his daugh­ter and her high school for­mal-go­ing mates, mak­ing sure they didn’t have more than the pre­scribed four RTDs.

He was guilted into join­ing us for the cus­tom­ary morn­ing tea with mum, where he pro­ceeded to re­mark cyn­i­cally about the crass com­mer­cial­ism of Mother’s Day.

We no­ticed that the crass com­mer­cial­ism of Fa­ther’s Day was not men­tioned, and we shall re­mind him in Septem­ber not to ex­pect gifts of fine wool socks or any bot­tles of red, for surely they would be de­clined.

I for one think Mother’s Day is nice. I’m not a mum, but I’ve got one, and know lots of them. The day has tan­gi­ble mean­ing, so why not be a bit silly and friv­o­lous.

It was great to see pho­tos of mums on the in­au­gu­ral Mother’s Day run for the Heart

Foun­da­tion. See brother, con­sumerism does have a heart.

Mary-Jo Tohill

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