This is for all you lovely people who’ve been asking me how I got on with my potential in-laws (and yes, alright, I admit it - I want to marry him and have his babies!).
Well, the meal was lovely and so were his parents - couldn’t have been nicer. In return, I was the model of decorum and didn’t get drunk, spill food down myself, or do any of the 101 things I could have done to embaress myself.
The only black spot was his sister, who turned out to be a miserable, sour-faced old thing and a spoilt little madam to boot. But I managed to make friendly (on my part, at least) conversation anyway.
All in all, I think I made a good impression. I’ve been invited round for a post-Christmas dinner as soon as I get back from up North, anyway, so I’m taking that as a good sign.
Watch this space for the engagement announcement folks! 
