Ireland is sort of the uncle of the family. England is the mother, with France as the farther.
Hundred year war? Yea, that was a troubling argument, but they got back together.
Then when USA had an argument with England he left home, but France gave him a last parting gift. A skateboard with a strange green woman in robes painted on it.
I can totally see England as a middle aged woman who smokes and grumbles to herself a lot while being extremely polite to people's faces... most of the time. Then she gets really bossy and tries to mother everyone.
"Now you two stop fighting this instant. You're both Irish, and brothers to boot, so start acting like it or I'll box your ears!"
"You're not my real mother!"
Then the UK is England's son, and she's constantly trying to mother him.
UK: So I was thinking that Poland-
England: Oh pumpkin! You forgot your lunch.
UK: Muuuum, I'm trying to hold a meeting with the European Union here.
England: I know, and I think it's lovely you're making friends, I just wanted to make sure you got a good meal.
UK: Muuum, I can just
buy a lunch.
England: Yes, but they serve GM foods here, and you know those things are bad for you.
UK: MUM, that's just a silly superstiition.
England: Now you listen here young man, those GM foods are pure poison and you know it, and I'm not going to stand for you giving me lip.
UK: ... yes mum.
England: Now eat your lunch and enjoy it, I had to sail all the way across the English channel to get it to you.
UK: Yes mum...
England: I'll leave you to play with your friends then. Ta-ta!
UK: ...You could have taken the tunnel.