This past weekend I spend some time with my wife’s side of the family in Pietermaritzburg. Let’s just call a spade a spade and say that we don’t particularly like each other…In fact, that is quite an understatement. You see, my wife and I and in fact, her side of the family, are seen as the dark horses, the unequally yoked part of the egg, the thorn amongst the roses…

My wife and her sister get along very nicely when they are sperated by the 600 or so kilometres between joburg and maritzburg. Consequently, I do not get along too well with her or her husband. The thing is, that we couldn’t be more different really. They are the uber rich, private bording school, learn to horseride and play golf types whereas my wife and I are from humble beginnings, have huge opinions that we don’t mind sharing and throw caution to the wind on most matters in life.

They think we are stupid and childish and we think they are pompass, anally retentive old prudes.

I guess the challenging thing about family get togethers is actually getting the family together really…not physically, but rather in terms of communicating constructively where jelousy, favouritism and differences don’t feature.

Never really seen it with my wife and her sister but I am sure it happens successfully for other families…

Not really any point to this post, just thinking out load :) Pietermaritzburg is a pretty place though!