'You tell them what to do and they do the complete opposite. I ask you, have they got an ounce of sense in their heads?'
Penny was still reeling from the Dinner between her parents and Terry's that had almost resulted in a fight before Terry turned the conversation away from politics and religion onto safer territory.
'And where were you Seb?' Penny asked her brother 'You could have helped.'
'I was out with Babs.'
'Well, I will be out when you try and introduce her parents to Mum and Dad.'
'It couldn't have been too bad. They didn't go until about midnight' Seb observed.
'That's because we saved the day with Newcastle Brown Ale which gave those macho men something in common.'
'Well, there you are. You knew how to handle the squabbling oldies.'
'I thought it would end up with Terry and I becoming like Romeo and Juliet. Us dying before they saw sense.'
'That would make it easier for me to introduce Babs parents to Mum and Dad. They'd hardly make the same mistake twice!'
'You are the mose useless brother anyone has ever had since the beginning of time.'
