I Love My Mother-
“What Will the Neighbours Think?”

At eighty-six years old, Mum is readied with her handbag, a fresh coat of ‘stay put’ lipstick, tissue stuffed pockets, and her walking aid. All set for a grand day out, but she has her trousers on backward; “I thought they felt funny!” We chuckle, with childbearing hips and tightly crossed legs, as she dashes back in to adjust them.