Frank: Hi, how's the family?
Mike: great! Sam's moved out, finally! We thought he'd never leave.... I'm turning his room into a home gym, got to start getting fit again! You all ok?
Frank: yes, Freda is still in the office, me still slogging away at the college. 
Mike: you two on speaking terms yet?
Frank: Not so you'd notice. Few words now and again, y'know!
Mike: bloody Brexit!
Frank: yeah, you'd never have thought a few years ago that this would have happened. 30 years, never a cross word, then that bastard referendum happened!
Mike: what was she thinking?
Frank: No idea, perhaps she was in love with Nigel Bloody Farage!  Or Boris! She certainly believed all the crap they were spouting! I don't know why she didn't use her head.
Mike: yes, I mean, the EU has done so much around her. Doesn't Freda swim at the new sports centre?
Frank: exactly, areas like ours have benefited so much from EU money! It's a crying shame whats happened. I've tried getting through to her, but she's adamant she's right.
Mike: women, eh! That said, I believed all the crap the leave campaign came up with and Bobbi persuaded me to vote to stay.
Frank: Not that it matters now, of course, especially with the No Deal thing looming!
Mike: shall I try and talk to Freda when I come on Friday? Anything to help a mate.
Frank: yes, I'd appreciate that Mike. You and Freda always got on. Particularly after that amazing holiday in 87, remember Cyprus! We'd not long been married.
Mike: Oh, vague memories, Frank, so long ago now. Anyway, Bobbi's just got In from work and I'm making dinner tonight, Spaghetti and meatballs, my speciality!
Frank: see you Friday, remember to pop in now!
Mike is happy, because Sam's moved out. Mike and Frank grumble about Brexit. Frank is in dispute with Freda, because she voted for Brexit. Mike will talk to Freda in order to help Frank.