Picture a young women, with a late primary school aged bairn cooking the evening meal in the kitchen, whilst the bairn is watching the idiot tube in the adjoining room.
"Mum, what you cooking?"
"Fried chicken, tortillia and making up a salad."
Bit of cheering and muffled commentary from the telly.
"Mum! What's love juice?"
Nonchalant reply "Well it's the lubricating juices exchanged between a couple when they are having sex".
"OH!" comes back the reply from the bairn.
Quizzical look on Mum's face. "What are you watching through there?"
"Wimbledon"
BillR
