My mother was a gentle, kind hard-working lady who, when my father fell ill and eventually died went to work in a local frozen-food factory and picked up much of the in-your-face humour that Liverpool was renowned for - she was a pleasure to be with
When I first started to sing and began to practice around the house she once remarked; "If you were singing for shit you wouldn't get the smell of it"
I still get a warm glow from remembering it
Jim