My father was someone who would scold you and cry as he’s spanking you; ‘why did you do that, you shouldn’t do this’ and then he was a military officer we had guards at the gate and everything, and then when he spanks his kids, he’s the one crying, but we had that kind of interactive relationship. My mum? Rascal. Oh! My mum was a rascal, everybody knew even my friends know till tomorrow. When I was in the university and she’ll come visit, she’ll come with bottles of brandy, rolls of cigarettes.