Mum wanted to be on the Church Board and invited the Vicar to dinner. We were all told to be on our best behavior.
The vicar was a stodgy man and thought himself superior to us. My brother John was fascinated with the mannerisms and the Vicar had plenty. He pursed his lips and continuously flicked back his hair.
Mum’s worst nightmare was John copying the Vicar. Mum was fuming and when the Vicar left her wrath rained down on John. He was on chores until Mum heard she had been elected and then all was forgiven.