Here comes trouble

Or, as we say in Afrikaans, "Hier kom 'n ding...!".

Earlier this afternoon my dad dropped by on the way to officiate at a wedding. With his date.

Oh - let me first backtrack a bit. This is an internationally-organized wedding. My sis-in-law's cousin (I think) from the UK is getting married here to a British bloke, with dad from Australia doing the ceremony and a local marriage officer doing the legal bit. Fortunately it's all come together nicely. But when dad arrived and went visiting around the campus we used to live/work at - he found that a rumour has been doing the rounds that he was here to GET married! And that rumour, as is the way with such things, has spread by email to Australia, the UK, the USA... Quite amusing, actually.

But back to today.

Dad's taken an old family friend to the wedding so he wouldn't rock up alone. We've known her since forever, from Zimbabwe days - our families hung out all the time, and we've kept in touch ever since. She's been through a divorce or two, and dad's always been the good friend whose shoulder she could cry on, etc. When mom died in 2005, she returned the shoulder-favour. She's a wonderful woman - if he were to remarry, there would be no objection from any of us if it were her. 'Cept I'm not sure she's keen to move to Australia.

Anyhoo - dad's taken her as date to the wedding. They turned up here on the way past so she could check out the new digs and say hi, and lo and behold - they're wearing matching outfits by accident! Dad's in a lovely lilac shirt, she's in a peachy-purple pants suit. Good-looking couple they are.

And dad's in quite the mood too! (Dad - if you read this, don't.. :-) )

He's got a naughty sparkle in his eye (yes, I've been told more than once I'm my dad's child), teasing poor Ingrid like crazy about marrying her, and kissing her and who knows what else. And he's only half-joking I think!!! Now dad's a pastor - and comes from a rather conservative background when he lived and worked in SA. At my little brother's wedding he didn't want to set a bad example by dancing or carrying on. Things changed a lot when they moved to Australia, and he's always been up for keeping ahead of change - surprised the heck out of us on occasion (we still don't know what he wants to be when he grows up). Today - well, lets just say there WILL be dancing, and there WILL be some serious partying going down! I've warned him not to pitch up here drunk (wholly and soleley unlikely) - if he pitches up at all. It's anyone's guess.

YOU GO DAD!

I was laughing myself silly when they left. Hier kom 'n ding!!!