Just when I
think I can’t get any more impressed, amazed or in love with Coreen (soppy, I
know, but this is the only bit that is - feel free to skip on if you like), she
goes and has our baby with so much stoicism in the face of incredible pain that
it takes my breath away, while in the process setting the bar so much higher
for me to live up to.
I could tell you
the whole story about what happened, but the best stories are told with
flourishes in the right places to the right audience, so I will save it for
when we meet in person (a hint: it starts with her being so tough she hadn’t noticed
she was in labour).
So straight on to
business… it’s a boy! Julian Li Xun Tack. Born 07/07/14, 3.745kg, or 8lbs 4oz in old
money, 53cms long (a legal sized fish anywhere you go) and with a big head of
hair. He’s ugly, but then all kids are
ugly when they are born, you just have to love them anyway. I don’t know how he slept through Germany
thrashing Brazil 7-1 this morning but I am sure that was just a temporary
anomaly.
So that is it,
our new farmhand is here, we just have to grow him (like everything else on the
farm) up to a point where he will be more useful than a smelly paperweight.
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