Conway Mill Trust

When I was young,
My slippers were red
I could kick my heels
Right over my head.
When I grew older,
My slippers were blue
And still I could dance
The whole night through.
Now when I’m old,
My slippers are black
I walk to the shops
And puff my way back.

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Mrs. O’Reilly goes to the post office and asks, “May I have 50 stamps, please?” The clerk replies, “What denomination?” Mrs. O’Reilly is stunned.
“Good heavens, has it come to that? Very well then, I’ll have 14 Protestants and 36 Catholics.”

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