My folks loved Mrs Mephisto the first time they met her. I think they prefer her to me to this day! My Da fawns over his "daughter", as we're a family of boys.
The first time I met Mrs Mephisto's folks, it was after a 24 hour flight from Europe to Australia. I called to the house but no one was there; or so I thought. I got the taxi to drop me off at the nearest pub (I'm Irish after all!), and then proceeded to drink myself silly with all the dodgy looking bikers; it was a pretty lowbrown place. This was about midday.
About 6pm I called Mrs Mephisto's house, drunk as a skunk, and discovered they had all been at the house all day waiting for me! Mrs Mephisto turned up at the bar a few minutes later, walked through all the cat-calls and whistles and brought me out; I was a bit worse for wear as you can imagine. When we arrived at the house, her mother, her father and the local Catholic Priest were there waiting for me. I kid you not.
I nearly shat myself.
Turns out he's a friend of the family, but it still took me by surprise.
All was forgiven (more or less) when I pulled out a $200 bottle of Middleton's Very Rare Irish whiskey (each bottle is engraved with a serial number and comes with its own certificate) and we proceeded to polish it all off over the kitchen table.
So, despite an "interesting" first encounter, we're still together, married and now expecting Mephisto Junior.
Congrats Shani. Your stories always make me smile.
Mr Mephisto
PS - Happy to be back by the way!!
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