But today I received the long-awaited news: the Lady B has successfully produced the new life which she has been carrying, and mother and baby are said to be doing well, if in need of some sleep. And it was girl, as I always thought it would be.
‘You’re the only one who thought so,’ said the dear mama. ‘Everybody else was sure it would be a boy.’
Being right about something doesn’t inflate my ego as it used to. I suppose that’s about life moving on, too.