It would be fair to say...
that my mother never really approved of my 'girlfriends'.

For a while I worked, and lived, in a hotel in London. (London Brothers Hotel, as it was, right over Euston Square tube station.)
A girl called Alice came to work there, and I fell for her.
(Yes, she has been mentioned before: www.b3ta.com/questions/smoking/post132897)
After probably no more than knowing her a fortnight my mum came for the weekend. (She'd been at a party conference in Brighton, and was staying overnight on her way home.)
On the Saturday morning we went to Harrods, my mum hadn't been impressed by Alice the night before, and was even less impressed by her smoking walking along the road.
At one point we 'lost' Alice for a couple of minutes and I said "oh Alice said..." and my mum broke in with "Oh Alice can get stuffed."
That was bad enough, but then both of them needed the toilet, and the nearest one was in the section that had all the prams and buggies in.
And, as Alice walked ahead, my mum looks at a pram, looks at me, and say "And thats not how I mean she can be stuffed either."

Now, please bear in mind that I was not 'stuffing' Alice in any way, shape, or form, but it wasn't for want of thinking about it.

She also said that the girl I had the 10 yr relationship with looked as though she had downs syndrome, and actually asked me whether they were mine when I told her I was going to be a dad.

But I think the most cringeworthy moment was her deciding, apropos of absolutely nothing else that we'd been talking about, to tell me my dad was impotent following an accident at work....
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