No1 son was practising a French text he had to learn by heart. As the number of French words that BFTF knows can be counted on the fingers of one hand - of a man who has had a nasty band-saw accident - BFTF did not really know what No1 son was talking about, other than it appeared to be about movies he liked.
Over and over he read it aloud, trying to commit it to memory. Eventually he thouht he had it nailed and, passing the text to me, said "Dad, test me!"
Without missing a beat, BFTF responded, "No problem son - what is the capital of Russia?"