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During the notorious lekgotla with the savages I consort with where we discussed misattributed paternity, one of the fellows — who bears an uncanny resemblance to his mother — says he once woke up in the middle of the night with his father standing over his bed just staring at him with a thoughtful, faraway look. I have no DNA evidence to prove this but I suspect the involvement of Botsotso, the village drunk. E-mail lifestyle@sundaytimes.co.za On Twitter @NdumisoNgcobo