The first of our NCT group has popped: Luke Donovan, 7lb 13 oz, c-section two days earlier than planned. Wow! One day he's inside, next day the UK population rises by one!
And the dad? No longer a pregnant bloke. Our days are numbered. Holy Shmoly.
Pic from http://www.theunbrokencircle.co.uk/artist_profile_donovan.htm, an impressive weave-your-own-carrots website on folk music.
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