Son. I have a son.
After a rather nonchalant beginning, kicking around for a couple of hours while Beloved's contractions went from 'need a rub' to 'volume=11', a Little Man made an entrance, casually pushing through in about 5, gritting, grunting contractions.
Sunrise over the city behind us and Ben Harper warbling softly in the air.
I took a Cublet as he came out, kissed his messy little mop of velous hair, then passed him to a very satisfied looking mum.
It's a beautiful day.
Poor outfields and a bit of rain; ratings 24th August - 4th TestWest IndiesvIndia Pre-rating 824.1 1197.5 Form -27.6 +41.2 Expected Margin India by 96 runs Actual Margin Match drawn Post-rating 826.1 1195.4 Serie...
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