The Wilful Sunflower

Remember the guy? Okay, he hasn't replied my email in two weeks. [UPDATE: I got his email just before posting this! Is that good timing or what?] But, today I went over to my uncle & aunt's place for dinner, and guess what? My uncle knows his parents. More than that, my uncle knows his grandparents. The grandfather was my uncle's primary school principal. Well, well, well!

My hometown is a really small town. It isn't surprising that there would be some kind of connection between our various relatives, even though my uncle (Dad's younger brother) and the guy's father both moved away from the hometown years ago.

They're not friends, his parents & my uncle, more like passing acquaintances. But they have mutual friends, and my uncle said he'll try to plan some sort of gathering or dinner and give us a chance to meet. I was informed though that the guy's parents are quite conservative, so my aunt warned me not to show my belly button. Belly button? I never show my belly button. It's the weird nail colours that are more likely to get me into trouble! (Blue, green, brown, purple...)

My aunt is quite excited since we sort of know his family background, and what we know is good. His father is apparently quite respected & successful in his chosen field of work and his parents are regular churchgoers. It's like the guy's not a total stranger, you see, and we do know something of "who his people are". Things seem to be heating up... heheheh.