For everything else there’s Barclaycard …

Family ticket to the school St Patrick’s day ceilidh: £12

Bottle of dodgy wine for the raffle: £7.99

The look on your children’s faces when you explain that a ceilidh involves dancing and that, yes, you very probably will get up and dance: Priceless

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20 thoughts on “For everything else there’s Barclaycard …

  1. How do you pronounce that word that means you’ll likely get up and dance?? It is a word that looks as if it more properly belongs to those little fried fish!

    Have a lovely time at the whatchacallit!

  2. well i pronounce it ‘kay-lee’, with the stress on the first syllable. kind of a generic celtic hootenanny. usually jolly good fun. just the place to totally ruin your children’s lives ….

  3. Ah, teenagers. On the one hand, they will say ‘whatever’ (and ‘basically’) until you want to shake them. On the other hand, you can get your own back whenever you choose and embarrass the hell out of them simply by showing up at any venue where their peers will be…

    full disclosure: I don’t have any kids, but I did use to be one…

  4. I think Ceilidhs and Scottish dancing were invented to humiliate the English. They fill you with booze and then invite you to participate in absurdly intricate mass dancing in response to the shouting of random instruction. The English don’t have a prayer.

  5. dis it’s one of the great realisations of life – the power you have to ruin your children’s cred – and the urge to abuse it is just sooooo great!
    oh mango that’s SO funny. i’m very tempted to show it to the twins – saucy though it is! god bless youtube – how else would i be able to watch noggin the nog when i feel like it?
    oye billy, isn’t that something to do with gluten intolerance?
    brom it’s munch’s ‘the scream’, chosen to reflect the anguish on my twins’ faces when they envisaged me and their dad tripping the light fantastic. i’m not sure if it’ll be fun or not – there’s a fine line (especially in the light of moobs’ comment). i’ll let you know how it goes!
    moobs have you had bitter experience with p’s family? i’d have thought the oirish in you would carry you through. it being rc and st patrick’s day, there’ll be masses of caitlins, bridies, marys, thereses and bernadettes – all ready to show us up! plenty of booze, though, to dull the pain.

  6. My husband still recalls the HORROR of his parents chaperoning his high school dances and doing the fox trot to EVERY SINGLE SONG. His parents — and mine — seemed to believe that outing yourself as a geek would keep your child a virgin til they graduated high school.

    Do you have many girls named Kaylee in the UK? We’ve got tonnes here (part of the whole Oirish name trend to which I fell victim), and I snicker at these girls being named after — as you so lovingly put it — celtic hootenannies.

  7. Rivergirlie, I make it my MISSION in life to embarrass my children at every opportunity. After all the first five years of their lives generally involved much embarrassment to me. I don’t have to spend money to do it either. Dancing round the kitchen listening to Chris Evans is enough… (is this a good point to mention my new blog about learning to ballroom dance?)

  8. globus is relishing the opportunity to embarrass his children as they grow older – it’s about the only benefit of being a parent that globus can perceive at this moment in time (other than pimping them out as child models and making a mint to go into the retirement pot) 🙂

  9. all this talk of ceilidhs – I want to go to one!
    The last one I was at, I had a broken knee so had to sit everything out! Moobs was/is lucky to find a caller at any attended – I seem to get to the country ones where there is no caller and they have invented some local extra steps to fool any outsiders!
    Dances I hate are St Bernard’s waltz, Canadian barn dance and the snowball one – can’t see the point of ’em. Love an Orcadian Strip the Willow, and a fast and faster Gay Gordons.
    In our family, the children (late teens) are only embarrassed if you don’t know the steps …

    btw – rg – was that the real St Patrick’s day or the pretend one?

  10. steve rest assured that booties were soundly shook
    alph and did it work? with a brace of teenagers, i’m open to any suggestions. kaylee, kylie, kelly – we’ve got the lot. (my daughter’s little circle of pals, though, consists of an emily, a sophie, an alice, an olivia, an isobel and a harriet. once we get a serena and an amy, i’m shoulting ‘bingo’)
    jane – i think this would be a good moment to mention your novel! waste no opportunity. the only reason i’m so uncharacteristically discreet is cos i have to be.
    hello romo what a luverly bunch or comments from you lately! ceilidhs aren’t scaly, though (sceilidh?) and, going by my recent experience, fairly warm blooded.
    pen it’s ok – i get your drift! x
    thanks gardener for satisfying my curiosity. and welcome!
    globus the sooner you can make some money out of your kids the better. sadly you can’t send them up chimneys for very long cos they get too big.
    belle i’m pleased to report that the willow was stripped, the white sergeant was dashing and the gordons were most definitely gay!
    (i didn’t know there was a pretend st patrick, tell me more)

  11. Apparently the POPE said that St Patrick’s Day could not be in Holy Week so it would have to celebrated on 15 March, not 17 March. Or so I heard!

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