So picture the scene. I'm standing making polite small talk with my parents, who are still sulking due to my 2 new piercings.
I'm waiting for a train to take me back to the Southern regions, but it appears to be delayed. By 65 minutes. That is a hell of a lot of small talk.
All is fine though, until my mother utters the immortal words:
'why can I see daylight through that earring?'
Balls balls balls.