My DF asked me (14 at the time) to go & buy a Xmas present for DM that he'd seen but could not possibly go into the shop and buy himself.
It was a black, knee-length, negligee & nightie set.
Xmas Day, DM's face looked like she was sucking a lemon.
She blamed me for "wanting your Mum to look like a prozzie".
I wanted to ask how she knew what a "prozzie" looked like, but thought better of it.
I don't think DF "got his leg over" for several weeks after that.