Beckett, my mother, my wife and the lady-guest

Yesterday evening, I telephoned my mother in Mosul, Iraq. After hanging up, our lady-guest turned to my wife and asked her about her mother in Mosul, and my wife, having alive neither parent, said to the guest, "I have no mother and no father". I declaimed in English, Hamm's line: "But for me, no father;and for Hamm, no home".The guest, flabbergasted, wondered what I was saying, and my wife, winking to her, said, "My husband is cokoo about someone called Beckett". She pronounces the name the Arabic way, /bickit/