I saw this more as “commencing a hearty jig”, myself.

Not my story (although I do have a story) but my mum’s, who I have to say right now is the most no-nonsense person I know, so when something spooks her you have to also be spooked. Or you’re an idiot.

So anyway - the background. Back in the 70s, mum had just graduated the British equivalent of high school, and she was…