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On Mondays, Mum always watched a quiz show called Lingo. We all had to be as quiet as mice so that she could guess the words from behind the ironing board; we’d hear the iron hissing at each correct answer, steam spiralling up. They were usually words that weren’t in the Bible, but our mother still seemed to know them. She called them ‘blush words’ because some of them turned your cheeks red.