“I’m stuck!. Mudder...I’m stuck!”: Snowbound and stuck without a shovel
Poor Barry. Making best efforts to clear a drift of snow from the back door, he gets stuck solid.
There’s limited encouragement from bean an tí (we assume it’s mammy?)...As Barry wriggles about a bit and displaces a wodge of snow in through the door, she says: “Ah, look now, I won’t be able to get the door (closed)”.
And of course, there’s “See? I knew it!”, with repeated doses of “Ah, jumping Jesus!”
The last we see of Barry, finally freed through some heroic manoeuvring, is a shovel fired in through the door.
We’re trying to trace locations on this one ('somewhere in Canada' is as far as we got), so share away. The accents give away a strong Irish connection, but they’re a long way from Co Clare, going by the snow.
Posted by Kayla Scott
Update: The family (barry Horlick in the snow, and mammy Maureen) is in Newfoundland.
