One day my neighbour, who was a big lady, was bent over working in her garden. She was wearing a pair of shorts that were far too tight. So tight that they left very little to the imagination.

My uncle is looking at her and he says, "Come here." When I got over there he points at her and says, "It looks like two bear cubs fighting under a blanket."

I was about nine or ten at the time and didn't understand.

I understand now.