I refer to my little sisters, as, well, my ‘little sisters’. I have one little sister who lives in Perth. I talk about her quite a lot because I miss her quite a lot.
One day, I was talking about my Mum and some children said,
“Yeah, we don’t actually like her.”
Feeling a little confused, I enquired as to why the children did not like my Mum, who they had never met. I was told,
“Well she mustn’t be very nice if she lets your baby sister go to Perth when she’s still in her nappies.”
I asked them when I had ever said my sister in Perth ever wore nappies. The children explained that I had called her my ‘little sister’ and therefore she simply must wear nappies.
I quickly explained that she is an adult, wears high heels to work and is in no way still wearing nappies.
This particular little sister is known as the sister who ‘wears high heels’.