A woman stopped me on my evening walk the other day (first in-person interaction I'd had with anyone in over a month), asking if I had a younger brother or a son. I explained that I don't, and they kept saying that they'd seen a young man cycling wearing my jacket (I wear my cycling jacket and gloves when walking in summer to keep the sun off). I said that I sometimes cycle, but she repeatedly and emphatically kept telling me it was a young man.