Mother: Oh dear
Mother: That nice man's at the door again
Me: What nice man?!
Mother: The one who brings round sewing jobs for me, but he always wants to talk for ages
Me: Maybe he's lonely
Mother: I know. But sometimes I'm busy
Me: So, tell him you're busy
Mother: But then sometimes I'm not, and I just can't be bothered
Me: What does he talk about?
Mother: People in the village, general gossip, boring stuff like Mrs Humphrey and her hernia. Why does he think I want to hear about that?
Me: Why does HE know about that?
Mother: Oh, he knows everything
Me: Is he still at the door?
Mother: Er.....Yeh. He just knocked again.
Me: Can he see you?
Mother: Yes.....He just saw me.