"My mother told me once it became obvious that I was never going to grow into a man who walked around with his head in the clouds that not all women prefer tall men. After incurring a bad traffic accident at the age of twelve years which stunted my growth further and left me with one leg three inches shorter than the other, she then informed me that the nurturing and caring instincts of all women invariably makes a man with a limp instantly attractive to them.
Over the years, I have learned how best to develop my limp. Did you know that one can tell a gentleman or a rogue by the way they limp, whereas it is impossible to tell when the limp comes in the walk of a roguish gentleman?
As I developed into manhood and prepared to fly the family nest, the parting advice of my mother was that all women know that the very best things in life tend to come wrapped in small parcels. It never dawned on me until after my mother's death that whatever characteristic I developed growing up, she would produce her very own piece of Irish-spun wisdom purporting it to be good and much wanted by the women of the world. Isn't it simply annoying when you discover that your dear old mum was always right? " William Forde: March 5th, 2014.