Her (provocatively sticking her hands in her gravy): What would Mother Borgia say?*
Me (exasperated):Â Well sheâ€™s not likely to say much, honey, given that sheâ€™s been dead for a number of years.
Him: Are you going to explain about death to her?
Me: I think she already understands a bit.
Me: Itâ€™s just that she doesnâ€™t regard it as very final; Snow White, Jesus and Molly Malone are the only people sheâ€™s come across whoâ€™ve died.
*For reasons far too dull to go into, this nun who taught my mother at school, sets the standard for proper eating habits in our family.Â Usually, in this context she would say â€œuse your cutleryâ€.Â Yes, of course, there was a saint Borgia, those poisoners were very well connected.