Father P is a practical man. Extremely methodical to the point of being obsessive compulsive and i am the exact opposite. So everyday he tries to tell me to fill water without spilling a lake of water. He walks to me as i fill yesterday and does a hip shake and says "Don't spill water".
Continues to shake hip til he reaches chair.
I am speechless.
"Why did u just do that?"
"For effect. You'll fill prop from tomorrow", he says
"How is that an effect? and how would that make me do it properly?" I am genuinely puzzled
"Well... you'll never forget that dance. And u'd do it properly coz u never want to see it again"
