Mum tripped on a rough piece of pavement and fell flat on her face on 20th Street. She was miraculously unharmed. I think she was trying to scare me into labour, but it hasn’t worked yet. I’m kind of bummed, because to balance out Claire’s Christmas birthday I was hoping to have Jules on Halloween or, failing that, the Fifth of November (“Gunpowder treason and plot!”) I guess the next respectable candidate is Remembrance Day, November 11: and in fact that is her due date. Stay, as ever, tuned.

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