My college flatmate, Pádraig, had scheduled the arrival of a second heir on my birthday, but the little divil didn’t show. Yesterday I asked Jason if he’d heard any news.
“Sarah is a week overdue. If it hasn’t shown up by Tuesday they will induce,” he writes. “The
Francis family were never known to rush anywhere. I pointed out to Pádraig that now at least it has to step outside when it wants to start smoking.”