It is every ageing man's "where were you" moment - the first time it dawns you that you have become a full-fledged PAssion Card-carrying member of the Uncle brigade.
I remember my uncle moment vividly. I was a young-ish lad no older than 30 - and blessed with the youthful appearance of a 28-year-old - when a woman old enough to be my grandmother called me the U word.
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