My Dad has had a difficult time accepting that his daughter raised in the Home Country would set up house out of wed-lock with a Greek. I know it stems from his worries for his children, but I wish we could both get over our differences.
Three years of a tense under-current in what was once a very close relationship is getting tiring.
Sorry for posting this, but Mr Zeus isn’t around to talk to because he has taken our Big Smelly Dog to the country house to bury him. Poor Big Smelly died this afternoon. Tributes to follow.