William
I do actually. What�s more uncomfortable is the fact I have a stunningly beautiful fifteen year old daughter, who looks twenty. She�s a natural beauty, never needs makeup and her smile floors people. The problem is with this rather bizarre element of people who think she�s my er..um�.niece! I get washed with innuendo from people at times. My daughter gets tickled by the whole thing, especially in those excruciatingly uncomfortable moments when we are in places, such as the lingerie department of Harrods, I in my dog collar, my daughter asking me what I think� ( I don�t WANT to think ANYTHING�I just want to get away!) whilst I do what a parent has to do!
Funny, you brought back a sweet memory. My wife was stunningly beautiful as well. We constantly had occasions where people assumed she was either yet another �niece,� or worse yet, my daughter. I remember we were seated for dinner at Christopher�s one evening, when the Maitre �d came to the table and asked whether he could take my daughter�s jacket. Without missing a beat, my wife leaned over to me, saying loudly enough for the Maitre �d to hear, �Oh Daddy, do you mind if I keep it here with me, I might want to go out and play a bit while you try to get through your dinner.�
I don�t think the Maitre �d heard me breathe the words, but he could read my lips as I mustered up the breath to say �no thank you!�
Fr Bill