Many many yrs ago, I split up with a g/f. We were in the i'm not calling you before you call me first, stage. Anyway the parents always liked me and decided to call me to help fix. i think part of it was to break the ice.. Being polite I went around there and fixed it. To say thanks the mother gave me a bottle of Turkish or some other 3rd world country, wine. I was not happy. It permanently ended the relationship. A bottle of Turkish wine. !!!!! The bloody cheek of it !