'Mummy..' said Alex, absorbed in his work but needing just a little bit of help.
The only problem was that he wasn't at home. He was at school. In class.
'Mummy' was me. His teacher.
A tremendous compliment for me.
Not so much for his mum. She's maybe a couple of decades younger. Dark and pretty.
Great fun, though. Lots of giggling - from Alex, from me, from his friends.