When I met the parentsWhen my g/f first met my parents for lunch, my Dad leant over and ate food off her plate. My mother was mortified, I was a bit confused, she thought it was wonderfull and that she'd been accepted.
We at B3ta are sure you've had worse than this though... tell us all about it.
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chthonic, Thu 19 May 2005, 13:27)
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Waltzing MatildaMeeting husband's entire family for the first time (obviously in Scotland must meet ENTIRE family, not just parents, and yes, they are all drunk on Morgan's Spiced and Irn Bru). So we get to the now-familiar sing song bit of the night (about half an hour in) and, bizarrely, in between the we-hate-the-english songs they keep returning to Waltzing Matilda. Eventually, Mr thecatsapprentice asks why (I am too traumatised to do more than burrow into chair) we find that the rumour has gone round that I'm Australian. They are corrected and thus revert to the anti-english entertainment. I am english. Yay.
(, Fri 20 May 2005, 16:41, Reply)
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