Posted: 07/09/2013 at 23:57
I am going to reply to some of the last comments here in a min, but this bit is funny, so I'll ad my 2 pennorth.
First time of meeting my 1st BF's parents, (Dad Spanish and in his 70's), we walked in to find him ranting to Lil, his blind wife. Then he starts on us, before intros. ' you know what that f-----s done? He's swept his leaves up n thrown em over my f----g wall! I've sorted him, tho! there'll be no more leaves in MY yard)' 'Why, what did you do?' I innocently ask. Looking very smug with pipe in mouth, he replied, 'I climbed up on the shed roof and chopped his f---g tree down!'
Just then, the chip pan that Lil had been heating burst into flames and I had to put it out with a tea-towel! What a first meeting, but I ended up loving them dearly even long after we split, until they died.
Another time, I was in kitchen with Julian senior when the gas man came to read the meter. I had to leave the room after I saw J's face when the dog peed up the gasmans back while he had his head in the cupboard. Julian didn't tell him, but nearly had a heart attack laughing when he'd gone!
I once had to go to hospital for a barium meal x-ray, and Lil told everyone I had to go for a 'Bavarian Dinner'!
Incidentally, I'm still friends with J junior, nearly 30 yrs later, and think of his parents often. Lovely people.