When I was a young boy, my mother and I were staying at a seaside hotel for a needed break. One evening we were sitting in the hotel’s restaurant having a drink and listening to the hotel’s singers. Unfortunately our evening was about to be ruined at the arrival of a scruffy fellow who decided without our permission to sit with us. Eyes on my mother, he began to flatter her with compliments on her looks, and saying that he had never met a woman like her.
Needless to say we were quite annoyed at this flashy intruder, so I cleared my throat finally getting his attention. Nothing we did seemed to get the message across to him that we wanted to be alone. This guy finally leaned closer to my mother and said that she had a beautiful bun of hair! That was a cue for a swift exit. We left the table leaving this weirdo staring longingly after us. The next morning my poor mother was constantly looking over her shoulder to make sure that her admirer was not there.