Cynthia had invited the Women's Institute round to her country estate for afternoon tea. As she offered them cakes, her 14 year-old son came hurtling into the room, chasing a black and white cat.
As he disappeared through the open French window, he could be heard to yell at the top of his voice, "When I get hold of that cat, I'll fuck it's brains out!"
Unperturbed, Cynthia turned to her guests and remarked, "And he will you know, he's a randy little bugger."
