Lunch at my mother's on Sundays is probably one of the few family traditions I still practice consistently. Our long chats after a full meal have become the perfect warm-up for the football afternoon/evening, plus my mother's original views on the country's political and social situation always crack me up.

I usually stay around for the full evening, watching every match on the telly and talking politics until the 9pm game finishes. That's why she voiced her surprise when I wore my jacket ...

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