The New Year is off to a good start. Martha is in the first stage of labour. No sleep for me tonight(or her). Think of me in your beds whilst I am sitting there stroking her head and saying 'push baby push' and exclaiming 'you have a son', 'you have a daughter' you have a son', you have a daughter' 'you have a .....' Oh god how many more are there?
-- bw colin
