I love it when I remember to watch it Stan.
Talking about mother-in-laws although this was my own mother that it was aimed at, here is a little story from many years ago.
My parents used to live in an upstairs flat of an old Victorian House in Peckham during the 1960s.
My hubby and myself had gone to visit them and stay overnight. As we were about to leave to go home a bloke came to the door and my father came down with us to make sure the door was properly shut after we left.
My dad asked the bloke what he wanted. The answer was antiques.
My father shouted up the stairs to my mother "MILLY!!!!Theres a bloke here looking for antiques so hurry up and get yourself down here. I paid 7s/6d for a licence when I married you and I might just get the bleeding money back."
Hubby and myself could see the funny side of it so could the bloke standing there but my mother was rather straitlaced. She hollered down to my father "Dont be so bloody cheeky you old git. You just wait till you come back up here."
WE were rolling up as we made our way back to the station.
Talk about Alf Garnet and his silly moo