My family ancentory is rooted in Ireland - a mixture of the South and North, a mixture of Catholic and Protestant (if you can believe it). I think my great-Grandmother, who was born in Belfast as a 'Proddie', turned lesbian in her later years and then turned Catholic for her lovely 'friend' Veronica. They're out there in Springvale cemetary buried next to each other - and my great-Grandfather is next door. Strange. But love filled, nonetheless.
Made in Ireland vintage linen teatowels coming up. Tried to get them into my kitchen but Justin wouldn't have it. I already have 10. Naughty, Ness.
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