Peter’s mother visited Margo's Hair Salon every fortnight and as a result, knew the proprietor, Margo very well. As well as the usual soap operas, holidays, celebrity gossip and current affairs conversations, Peter himself is often the subject of their biweekly chats. Like many sixteen year old boys, he gets up to mischief once in a while, but since he got in with a certain 'crowd', his mother fears he's headed down the wrong path.
“When he was little I'd threaten him with a dress... which always did the trick.” she reminisces. “But he's too old for petticoating.”
“Petticoating?” Margo asks.
“You know... a naughty boy plus a pretty dress equals a good boy.” Peter’s mother replies.
“You put him in a dress when he was naughty?” Margo quizzes, clearly taken aback at the revelation.
“Yes, occasionally... more often than not just the threat of a dress would curb his behaviour.” she replied. “You must have heard of petticoating?”
“Well... I'm familiar with the concept, but haven't heard it called 'petticoating' before.” Margo replies, “...and I had no idea people actually did it.”
“Only when he was really naughty. He used to look quite sweet in a dress... obviously he hated it but...”
The door opened and a customer entered. Margo welcomed the lady and asked her to take a seat. Margo changed the conversation to one more 'mainstream' as finished Peter’s mother's hair. Before long she was finished. Peter’s mother paid, booked her next appointment and left.