I was 13, and had just managed to get the 14 year old gorgeous girl from up the road to come back one afternoon, and we were getting on well. I remember thinking I might actually be in with a chance here. Then my dad decided to enter the room wearing the tea cosy on his head and holding a large metal spoon and then proceeded to do his pope impression which included blessing us both. I very nearly died on the spot.
Funny thing is, a few months later, when I was having a good old snog with her she said she thought my dad was really funny and could she meet him again!