I phoned my Mother up to let her know that I am going to Hultsfredsfestivalen, a massive music festival conveniently held a taxi ride away from my little house in Sweden.
Why?, she asked.
Me: Well, Hans is going. Linkin Park is playing. I have never been there. Because I want to and can…
Mother: Do you not think you’re a bit too old?
Me: Hans is older, he’s going.
Mother: Then perhaps the two of you can pretend to be part of Parent Watch.
It’s always so nice talking to her.