While in Dublin I attended two parties, the office Christmas party that I already mentioned and a private party. The private party was a posh affair with champagne and finger food from Marks and Spencer being carried around on trays while people talked shop.
I myself chatted at length with a couple of Irish investment bankers living in London named Fergus and Rory, unless they were kidding about that.
Fergus has 108 first cousins. In a tiny town like Dublin this means you run into family quite a bit. And of course everyone attends Trinity University, so you have to be a bit careful who you snog at a party.
So sayeth Fergus.
I don't have any first cousins and found this insight into large families quite fascinating.
Incidentally, word about the American girl with no first cousins made the rounds pretty fast. When we took our leave several people I've never seen before in my life expressed sincere (albeit cautious) optimism that there might somehow be cousins in my future.
Merry Christmas, people. May you have many first cousins.