Me: It's a barometer.
My Mother: Whose is it?
Me: It's yours.
My mother: I don't think I've ever seen it before. Where was it?
Me: (pointing) It used to hang there. Now it's hanging here.
My mother: What are you doing with it?
Me: The plaque fell off and I'm glueing it back on.
My mother: I don't recognise it.
Me: It was a prize. Soleil Dancer won it at a race in Lingfield in 1994.
My Mother: (face lights up) Ah... Soleil Dancer...