Since then Julia and I have been spending some quality time together. It's been good. I should point out (for those that were worrying that I was sharing too much) that this exchange took place after we'd spent all day Friday walking around a museum, and Julia was suffering on Saturday morning with sore hips.
Julia's father seems rather to have taken to me. I think it's something to do with wearing a nice shirt when first I met him, and standing up to shake his hand and calling him "Sir" when we were introduced to each other. He has a sense of humour: Julia's mother has been ill, and has only just returned home from a stay in hospital. On Sunday morning he said to her "Church? You can't go to church, they'll stop praying for you."
On Sunday afternoon the house was full of siblings, siblings-in-law and nieces/nephews. Although I've met Julia's sister before I've met none of the others that I recall, but it seemed to go okay.
At the end of the weekend I apologised to Julia's father for rather monopolising his daughter's time, and he said "I expected nothing less". I just about managed to avoid doing this.
Julia is back home now, for further adventures that she can tell you about if I manage to persuade her to start using LJ, and I'm back to mucking around with computers. We don't get to see each other again until Friday, and it's far too long to wait. Ah well.