So I met the in-laws last weekend. It went well.
Daddy B. came to pick us up at the station. He looked cool and jovial but perhaps betrayed his slight uneasiness when he exited the station car park via the way in. And then later fell over at home – Dr. B's explanation being 'My dad's belly is so big he cannot see his feet'. [...]
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