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My wife and I have just spent the afternoon with my mother and father, where we were treated to one of my mother's classic peices of logic, "I thought that he was deaf, but he rides a bike so he can't be".

My attempts to get her to explain the basis for this statement were brushed off with...

[I should explain that, he, was a teenager who lives on M & Ds' street, who was planning a party and who's mother was wondering if my mother would mind. It's a funny kind of street.]

... ,"so I told her, of course not, I would love it. Once upon at time my sons were notorious for their parties".

Which rather put me on the back foot. In more ways that one.