… To ‘just pop in’
A vision in orange and lime.
My husband Matty often (half) jokes that he feels like he’s in an episode of the US sitcom Everybody Loves Raymond, because we see my parents so often. He may even have been known, now and then, to do a slow mo run to the door, eyes wild with faux-panic, as he sees them approaching (a la Raymond‘s opening credits). He also refers to Tutti as the Monster-In-Law (but only to her face).
Still, I have no doubts he secretly loves the zany energy, raucous laughter and loveable chaos they bring into our lives. Who wouldn’t want in-laws like Tutti and the Guru. Every time we see them, life is, inevitably, that little bit brighter. Case in point:
Like a rainbow threw up on her. But in a good way.
Tutti and the Guru, conjuring up enough happiness for all of humanity.
