Yesterday, a private email from British woman Carolyn Bourne to her prospective daughter-in-law went viral. The father of the bride-to-be has since replied, mouthing off big time at Carolyn Bourne. The aggrieved bride-to-be has not yet made a statement or sent a reply email. But if she did, we imagine it might go a little like this…
My Dear Lady Snootybuttocks III. Oh wait, you’re actually a commoner like me, innit ya stuck up bitch? Let me start again. “Dear Carolyn”. Actually, “Dear Mum” Yes, that will do nicely. Because make no mistake, I am marrying that hot stepson of yours.

Here’s the thing, Mum. You think I’m trashy, like one of those “brash” celebrities whose lives you breathlessly consume through all those trashy mags in the conservatory. That’s right, I’ve seen the pile of OK magazines hidden underneath the Horse & Hounds.
So perhaps you’d be good enough to tell me why celebrities, whose lives are full of glitz and glamour, can get married in castles, but the rest of us can’t dare to dream? It wouldn’t be because you dreamed and failed, would it? Or is it simply because your knickers are tighter than a Scotsman’s fist?
Let me prune this issue down the stem, so to speak. You are, after all, a florist or a flower breeder or whatever it is you do.
By the way, did you know that every acre of flowers grown is an acre of land that that could be used for food or biofuels in an increasingly stretched world? Stick that in your vase and water it.
Oh, and the only reason anyone voted for SuBo is that we felt sorry for her.
Anyway, I think the fundamental issue here Mum is that you’ve written off my generation. That email you sent was really just another Baby Boomer vs Gen Y rant. You don’t care to understand us, so you demean us. Excuse me while I yawn without covering my mouth.
You say I should have the courtesy to rise at dawn like the rest of your house. Do you have any idea how ridiculous this request is? The local nightclub “Skanks” doesn’t even open till midnight.
You worry that I start my meal before everyone else. Hello-o, but this is not how it works at the drive-thru. If you waited for everyone to get their food, you’d have a traffic jam snaking halfway around the block.
Then you had that big whine about helping myself to more food. Well, what do you expect? You put this pathetic little portion on my plate and not once did you ask me if I want to upsize it. I assumed you had forgotten so I just hoed in.
Oh, and by the way, we are calling our son “Beckham”.
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