True story:
At my son’s school, the receptionist/secretary there was called Miss Tessem. She was fairly fit, maybe mid twenties and very nice in manner as well. One day I had to go and pick him up and whilst I waited in reception I said,
”So, your name, Tessem? You’re not related to Joe Tessem are you”
And she laughed and said “yes, I am actually”
”Right, is he your dad?”
And she said, “No, he’s my husband”!
Fair play Joe