As I entered the nursing home, the Emaciated Lady drew me to one side conspiratorially, and told me, sotto voce, that "In the lounge there's a woman who's wearing two of my socks."
I thanked her and thus forewarned, went in to see my old mum.
She wasn't saying much today, other than to ask after my wife and baby. I reminded her that I'm actually now a singleton, despite the attachment of Patsy123, but all she could say was, "Well, why did you let me think otherwise?"
There's no real answer to that.
She did express real concern when I had to deny having a fleet of cars.
"What's the good of having one and a half million if you haven't got yourself a fleet of cars yet?"
Eventually, I made my excuses and left.