My mother was THE best political debater EVER! I bet she's giving HIM her usual calm,cogent,totally unemotional plea,with my gran on HIS other side,being her saintly self. If EVER there was a a SAINTLY WOMAN on earth,it was my gran. :-)
Brilliant. We have a closed deal then. Because, my mam will either be liquouring him up, or giving him tea, cookies, and reminding him about all the orphans in Iraq that are safer these days since that nasty Sad-man (my mam would NEVER get Saddams name right) was put in jail! And she'd also remind God how nice Laura looked, and how Teresa needs a good Bingo session with the girls, and away from the booze! ;-)
A little, soft-spoken man, who no doubt will murmur in His ear, "Oh, by the way . . . "
we are going to win dear.