Generational Conflict.

[poliphilo]

I put my mother's lunch in front of her (Sausages!) and she immediately starts to get to her feet.

"Where are you going?"

"To spend a penny"

"Don't do that. Your meal will get cold".

"No it won't and I'll enjoy it all the more for being comfortable."

And off she stumps. "Don't wait your lunch for me," she says- graciously.

"I have no intention to" I say severely.

Sometimes she wins these little tussles and sometimes I do. I like to think I win the important ones.