Father-in law

[poliphilo]

Yesterday afternoon we met the in-laws. Joe and Sara have been together now for over a year, but this was the first time the two sets of parents had met.

Everyone was anxious. What if the old folks hated one another on sight?

In the event everything turned out splendidly. We sat on the decking,  drank beer and  made conversation. Yes- even I, Mr Unsociablity, made conversation. It was a lovely afternoon.

Sara's dad has this amazing story about how he was working in a shop in Guilford, Surrey- the dullest town on earth- and sold a microwave to a fat, little guy with a ponytail who turned out to be Marlon Brando. Marlon Brando buying microwaves in Guilford! Does anyone out there have an explanation?

On a self-regarding note, I guess this means I've passed the point of no return and become the father-in-law.  I'm no longer Ben Stiller, I'm Robert de Niro; and I don't mean the Robert de Niro of Taxi Driver.

Comments

[dadi.livejournal.com]

Did you tell them about some of your juicier bits of career choice ;-)? I just imagine these nice parents sitting there and listening to you talking about your experiences as a head of a coven ;-)

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

They already knew. Joe makes no secret of the fact that his dad was a witch. He thinks it's sorta cool.

Sara's dad very nearly became a Roman Catholic priest....

[dadi.livejournal.com]

ah well that is certainly the nearest to paganism one can come ;-)

[dadi.livejournal.com]

and well, if MY dad had been a witch, I'd find that cool too ;-)

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I just want to put it behind me and move on to whatever's next. I hate reminiscing.